Poetry of Kansas

The Sod House on the Prairie.

A low sod house, a broad green prairie,
  And stately ranks of bannered corn;___
'Twas there I took my dark-eyed Mary,
  And there our darling boy was born.
The walls were low, the place was homely,
  But Mary sang from morn till night.
The place beneath her touch grew comely;
  Her cheerful presence made it bright.
Oh, life was sweet beyond all measure!
  No hour was dull, no day was long;
Each task was easy, toil was pleasure,
  For love and hope were fresh and strong.
How oft we sat at eve, foretelling
  The glories of that wide, new land!
And gayly planned our future dwelling___
  For low sod house, a mansion grand.
Alas! we little know how fleeting
  The joy that falls to human lot.
While unseen hands were dirges beating,.
  We smiled secure and heard them not.
One day Death came and took my Mary;
  Another, and the baby died.
And near the sod house on the prairie
  I laid my darlings, side by side.
I could not stay. My heart was weary,
  And life a load too hard to bear.
That low sod house was dreary, dreary,
  For love and hope lay buried there.

__Ellen P. Allerton.

Walls of Corn and Other Poems
Ellen P. Allerton
(Hiawatha, KS: Harrington Printing Company. 1894)
Page 103

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