HEROES OF THE LAND
I would love to live in the eighteen hundreds,
among pioneer women and men long ago.
They helped to expand this countries vastness,
settling the vast wilderness they did not know.
They took their loved ones and few belongings,
driving their wagons towards the setting sun.
Harsh conditions took it's toll along the way,
they buried their loved ones when day was done.
As the wagon train reached the journey's end,
their real hardships had only just begun.
They must clear the land to build their shelter,
and hunt in the forest with their musket guns.
Sometimes their homes were raided by the Indians,
they only were trying to take back their own land.
The Indians fought with their bows and arrows,
with their muskets the settlers would defend land.
The cold north wind, would start to howl,
winter's harsh elements meant death to the weak.
Death would claim the old and the very young,
no medicine, no doctors, only comfort to seek.
These pioneers survived their many hardships,
tamed wilderness as far as they could see.
Sacrificed and endured with faith in God,
these pioneers are the true heroes to me.
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