Friday, March 29, 2013

Texas Beauty




The Texas fields are covered
With a blanket of deep blue.
But for a little Indian girl,
This would not be true.





Texas land was buried and dry.
Rains just would not come.
Indians danced and prayed for rain,
And beat upon their drums.






The Chief made a proclamation.
He appealed to one and all.
A prized possession must be sacrificed
Before the rains would fall.





The Indian camp was silent,
While each person searched his heart.
But when it came to sacrifice,
With possessions they would not part.





Suddenly a little girl stepped forth,
Holding her blue-clad doll.
She placed it in the roaring fire
and raindrops began to fall.





The rain brought forth the grass,
Among its blades, flowers of blue.
To be a sign for all the time
Of a love so pure and true.






{The Legend of the Bluebonnet-Author Unknown}


1 comment:

EMonaghan said...

Gotta get with it an get some bluebonnet pics this year. Ours are just starting!