Poetry of Kansas

Hills Of Sand

I know a hill in a quiet spot
Where a spreading elm tree stands,
Where little children leave impress
Of tiny feet and hands;
Where tho small cave man a cavern molds,
And builds with eager zest;
A hill of sand where children play___
A hill that God has blest.
 
The drifted mounds of pebble dust___
The hills of yellow sand,
Glow with tints of amber sheen
And molded peaks out-stand;
Not over-bold these roiling hills,
And yet, so manifest___
The hills of sand where children play,
Are hills I love the best.

__Lena Beard Glendenning

Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 30
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)

 
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