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Poems About Missouri

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  1. In Missouri by LeRoy Huron Helsey
  2. The Ozark Trail by J. P. Dunn
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  1. In Missouri

    by LeRoy Huron Helsey

    The sunshine is the brightest—in Missouri;
    Life's burdens are the lightest—in Missouri;
    The summer skies are bluest,
    Disappointments are the fewest,
    And the friendships are the truest,
    In Missouri.

    The cornstalks grow the tallest—in Missouri;
    Crop troubles are the smallest—in Missouri;
    The landscapes are the fairest,
    While the products are the rarest,
    And the people are the squarest—
    In Missouri.

    The span of life is longest—in Missouri;
    The love of right is strongest—in Missouri;
    The minds of men are keenest,
    Where the grass is always greenest,
    And the living is serenest—
    In Missouri.

    The larks can sing the sweetest—in Missouri;
    Contentment is completest—in Missouri;
    The damsels are the dearest,
    And their smiles are the sincerest,
    So that Heaven seems the nearest—
    In Missouri.

  2. The Ozark Trail

    by J. P. Dunn

    O'er the plains of sunny Kansas,
    Between the fields of ripening grain,
    Traverses the famous highway,
    The Ozark mountain trail.
    And extends through Arkansas,
    Where cotton often grows as tall
    As wheat and corn in Kansas,
    In the valley of Neosho,
    The Verdigris and the Kaw.

    When you reach the Ozark mountains,
    Then you will learn something about
    The hospitality of the people,
    Their streams and speckled trout,
    To drink from nature's fountains
    Will at once quench your thirst,
    Then you will love Missouri
    For her rivers and her rock.

    Way down in beautiful Oklahoma
    And Texas lonely pines,
    Winds the Ozark trail of promise
    Where they are drilling now for oil.
    A trip down through the Ozarks
    In memory will never stale,
    The land where nature marvels
    The scenic Ozark trail.

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