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 Celebrating 100
Across the plains the wind is strong,
Singing a howling roaring song.
It tells a story of all it has seen,
From blowing dust to fields of green.
Then there’s tales of long ago days,
When men pass through but no one stays.
They had no vision of what it could be,
Its beauty and greatness they did not see.
With prairie and hills, lakes and streams,
It should’ve been filled with magnificent dreams.
But it seemed no one wanted this place,
So, they said, “we’ll give it to the “Red Man” race.”
Though it was started on a sorrowful note,
As most were walking from places remote.
Now this land is a beacon of lights,
Urging us all to reach new heights.
Red, brown, yellow, black, and white,
All working together to make things right.
One hundred years of striving high,
Our pioneer spirit will never die.
Happy Birthday, to the Sooner State,
And all the people that make it Great!!!
JRS © 11-11-07
The "Okie" Poet
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