The Road to Texas

by Berta Hart Nance
Beside the road to Texas
My father's mother lies,
With dust upon her bosom,
And dust upon her eyes.

Oh, cruel road to Texas,
How many hearts you broke
Before you gave to Texas
The rugged strength of oak.
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