America -- For All of This...
We Are Grateful
For native peoples who gave us succor and salvation from unknown threats
And taught us self-sufficiency and survival in a new and untamed land
For Freedom and hope — powerful flights of fancy to fuel our dreams
We worshiped like acolytes responding to the liturgical promise
Of redemption and forgiveness for the accidental sin of an inopportune birth
For rodeos, cowboys, and cattle drives through Dodge and Jackson Hole
Recalling a frontier tamed by Winchester and Colt
And for farmers and ranchers who transformed it into homesteads
For transcontinental vastness now filled with railroads and highways
With a single golden spike to tie it all together
For wilderness and wildflowers endowed with sweet perfume
Of jasmine and honeysuckle with moths as big as birds to tend them
For the earthen scent of newly plowed fields intermixed with
The oh, so sweet, smell of fresh-cut alfalfa,
Soon to be silage, fueling the pungent smell of money at the feed lots
For warm sun-soaked meadows of the Texas Hill Country
Calling barefoot boys to hook a worm and cast their lines
Inviting day dreams of saints Antonio and Francis
Who captured commerce and culture in missions and
More joyous thoughts of swimming and sport and baseball
For Vermont maple and Georgia peach, Rocky Ford melons and Iowa corn
No other, so fine or so prized, could be desired
Nor tempt us to stray from our allegiance to sweet
Agricultural pleasures, American produce and varietals
From farm to table, from vine to cellar
For Edsels, Kaisers and Frazers, Studebakers and model T’s and
Factories from which spewed virtuous fabrications like lemmings
Running off of the cliff and into middle-class garages
On suburban streets and in urban landscapes with
A relentless pursuit of paradise borne of passionate blue collars
For Spindletop and gushers, pumpjacks as thick as burrs on a hound
Forever bowing in ceremonial thanks
To roustabouts and roughnecks who traded toil, sweat and muscle
For fantasies of horseless carriages and silver birds
And for their cousins, stevedores and longshoremen who built vessels to conquer oceans
For ingenuity and imagination soaring like a murmuration of starlings
So large and iridescent, a living kaleidoscope — testament to the magical
Enchantment of visions and the musings of possibilities
Initiative exemplified by insight, fortitude and attitude
Producing no mere mirage but manifesting a myriad of miracles
For the wisdom of forefathers and the manifestation of destiny
For Jefferson, Lincoln, and Roosevelts (both) who inspire
For Kennedys, John and Robert, stout-hearted, slain
For all of the heroes whose valor and courage
Makes us better villagers, better neighbors, better people
For the witness of hedgerows and hedge apples from Missouri to Colorado
Endless acres of heartland populated by boundless heart
Adobe in deserts, indigenous landscapes, and a canyon
So grand, carved by a river, one of the two Colorados, rivaling
Other mighty American flows — Mississippi, Missouri, Monongahela
For the twin towers which brought us together
And for our leaders who tear us apart
Both making us stronger and resolute
That we shall find our way back… back to peace
Back to primeval glory!
For all of this… we are grateful!
About the Creator
R.C. Alderson
Retired technology professional, believing in nature and happenstance.
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