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IN KANSAS
There's a whisper in the hills,
In Kansas;
There's a murmur in the rills,
In Kansas.
Why do I love Kansas so?
That is what you want to know?
There's joy and peace sublime
In the breath of springtime,
In Kansas.
When the summer's gentle rain,
In Kansas,
Cools the fields of waving grain,
In Kansas,
And the sun, with look so bold,
Colors with its touch of gold,
You never tire in telling
The happiness of dwelling,
In Kansas.
When autumn, with her frosty touch,
In Kansas,
Succumbs to winter's icy clutch,
In Kansas;
Grain and fruit in every bin,
Then the family gather in,
Bringing cheer of Christmas time,
Good will to all and peace sublime,
In Kansas.
EDITH E. SUPPLE.
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