Poetry of Kansas

A Love-Letter.

I sit within my desert home and gaze
    With vacant and unseeing eyes upon
    The various adjuncts of the place whereon
Our mutual thought and toil have sought to raise
A sweet oasis: and as I look, a haze
    Blots out the scene, and in its place is come
    A vision of green hills, and streams that run
With gentle murmur like a song of praise.
'Tis the home of childhood and of early youth;
    The hallowed ground that holds in sacred keep
        Mem'ries that cluster 'round the dawn of life.
A face and form is there, which, in all truth,
    Is rarely absent from my thought___a sweet
        Girl face___so sweet I whisper, "Little wife!"

__Frederick J. Atwood.


Kansas Rhymes and Other Lyrics
Frederick J. Atwood
(Topeka, Kan.: Crane & Company. 1902)
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