  Since coming to earth it has been my fate Not to be able to cling to one state. My birthplace, Virginia, we all know is fair And when a wee kiddie I was happy there. But when my good UNCLE sent us away To Delaware's pastures, I was still gay. And then to dear Hoosierland I went to dwell, And, oh, how I loved it—alas too well. I wept when I left my Evansville home To Washington State I longed not to roam. But there fairies helped me always to find Flowers and friends both sweet and kind. And so in "God's Country," the land of the rose A real earthly heaven as everyone knows. Again in far Georgia and Florida too Pleasure were mine in landscapes quite new; And though to Penn's country I wended my way I found that sweet music and kindest of deeds Conquered the smoke as salt kills the weeds. In New York I found all life's stirring joys For each of the grown-ups and all girls and boys. And North Carolina, my present home state, Proves to me truly that kind MOTHER FATE Places good people in each spot on earth To radiate kindness and sunshine and mirth. FINIS |
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