Legend of the Peach
OF THE SUNNY SOUTH
The priceless wealth of Southern hills,
Romance, faith, hope and endless toil
Unite to give their best through me;
I am a product of the soil.
The beauty of a maiden's cheeks,
The sweetness of her rosy lips
Are mine. Then should you wonder why
My kind is borne by train and ships.
To markets of a far-flung world ?
The rains of spring, the summer's sun
All add their virtues to my charms;
Both man and Nature say, "well done!"
Hail, friend or stranger, welcome, South
To mountains or to ocean beach!
The best we have is yours.partake !
Seek first the luscious Southern Peach!
- Harry Russell Wilkins
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COPYRIGHT 1941 BY H. R. WILKINS
