The Prairie.But no one heard. The yellow wheat was silent Under the scorching sun. I said, "I give! I give!" But no one took what I So generously proffered. I had much to give. I cried, "Oh come! Oh come!" But no one came to me Baffled, I took my way alone, Across the prairie's stretch. __Margery Day, Lawrence |
Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 45
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)
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