Raymond - Birth and Growth
~George & Grace Snow~
The prairie grass beneath the ridge
Stood tall, and rich and lush!
From rocky ridge to prairie plain,
A carpet green and plush.
Its virgin splendor yet unseen
By those whom God would call,
To settle this great promised land,
Where God is God of all!
O when the prairie sun went down,
And winds at last were still,
All nature hummed in nature's way,
A sort of hush spread o'er the plain,
Till all the earth was filled!
The hush was broken now and then,
By howl, or help or cry!
A hungry wolf, a coyote lean,
A bobcat passing by!
Then with the dawn's first golden ray,
The west winds blew the hush away.
Beginning of a prairie day!
A rumble low, replaced the hum,
And soon in deafening woe,
The giants of the plains roared by,
A thousand buffalo!
The mighty eagle circled 'round
In ever watchful flight.
He saw a Red Skin arrow and
A buffalo's sad plight!
His majesty, the king of birds!
His realm, the blue, blue sky!
The grip of fear tugged at his heart,
The sting of death could fly!
The silent watchbird of the sky,
Saw Redskins move away.
Then came the men with cattle strange,
The white man came to stay!
From Utah came a stalwart man,
With sons named Ray and Will,
They loved the knee-high prairie grass,
They loved each rolling hill.