Poetry of Kansas

Roses Beneath The Snow

I like to take a ramble
When the buds begin to swell
And drink from crystal waters
Between the crags and rills.
I like the summer sunshine,
Of the Golden West,
And the crimson leaves in autumn
That nature has encensed.
 
To the mid winter season
All hail with joyous song
From heaven the feathery flakes,
To earth come drifting down
To purify the air we breathe--
And to fertilize the soil
In every country, village,
City, farm and town.
 
Home may only be a dug-out
On the mirrored plains
Or a cabin in the woods
At the end of the lane.
But all is a merry homeland
If we keep our fires aglow
And in our pathway we will find roses
Down beneath the snow.

The Plains Poems in Kansas
J. P. Dunn
(Independence: --. 19??)

 
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April 24, 2005 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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