Graphic from the book for the top of even-numbered pages

When the Sunflowers Bloom

I've been off on a journey; I jes' got home today;
I traveled east, and' north, and south, an' every other
        way;
I seen a heap of country, an' cities on the boom,
But I want to be in Kansas when the
              Sun-
                    Flowers
                          Bloom
 
You may talk about yer lilies, yer vi'lets and yer
        roses,
Yer asters, an yer jassymins, an' all the other
        posies;
I'll allow they all air beauties an' full er sweet
        perfume,
But there's none of them a patchin' to the
              Sun-
                    Flowers
                          Bloom
 
Oh, it's nice among the mount'ins, but I sorter felt
        shet in;
'T'ud be nice upon the seashore if it wasn't for the
        din;
While the prairies air so quiet, an' there's allers
        lots of room,
Oh, it's nicer still in Kansas when the
              Sun-
                    Flowers
                          Bloom
 
When all the sky above is jest ez blue ez blue
        kin be;
An' the prairies air a wavin' like a yaller driftin'
        sea,
Oh, it's there my soul goes sailing an' my heart is
        on the boom
In the golden fields of Kansas when the
              Sun-
                    Flowers
                          Bloom

__Albert Bigelow Paine

 
Sunflowers, A Book of Kansas Poems
Selected by Willard Wattles
page 10
(Chicago: A. C. McClurg. 1916)
 
September 20, 2001 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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