A Song of the West
Title
A Song of the West
Creator
Edwin F. Piper
Source
The Kiote
Publisher
The Kiote
Date
January 1900
Format
Print
Type
Poetry
Text
Land that I love, my west,
Mighty mother of corn,
Beauteous prairie west,
Where the far spread-flocks are born.
Cattle cover thy plain,
And noisy plover and quail;
And workers among the grain
Sing, “Hail, my west land, hail!â€
I love thy summer skies,
Thy sons free-souled and strong,
The hope that in harvest lies
And the joyous reaping song.
Countless the homes shall rise,
Here shall the toilers rest;
Broad are the prairie skies –
Land that I love, my west.
Mighty mother of corn,
Beauteous prairie west,
Where the far spread-flocks are born.
Cattle cover thy plain,
And noisy plover and quail;
And workers among the grain
Sing, “Hail, my west land, hail!â€
I love thy summer skies,
Thy sons free-souled and strong,
The hope that in harvest lies
And the joyous reaping song.
Countless the homes shall rise,
Here shall the toilers rest;
Broad are the prairie skies –
Land that I love, my west.