Thursday, June 18, 2009

My Texas

She fills my spirit with awesome beauty,
Her peaks struggle to reach cerulean sky,
Valleys shelter my spirit tenderly,
Sandy white shore touch ocean’s subtle sigh.
A looming vista lands on my senses,
Desert opens barren retreat discerned
Bluebonnets spread allure among fences
About my lady much is to be learned.
Freedom’s love fights for honor glorified
Urban and rural cowboys brag proudly,
Victory’s slogan shouted turned the tide
The bells of liberty echoed loudly.

Rarely has a feeling arrived vexes
Many who hail the grandeur of Texas.

Robert Dodson
June 18, 2009
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