Into the Valley by April Dalphne

In The Cool of the Evening
In The Cool of the Evening
From top of the hill
the wagon clambers along
pausing only long enough to
comment on the beauty of the valley below.

To the farmer, the land that lay ahead epitomizes new beginnings,
a country for the young, waiting only for the family to fill it with both laughter and tears,
and happiness only costs a penny.

The farmer's wife instead sees a robber,
one that will steal away their youth, their children, and eventually their lives.

But the farmer slowly bends over,
plucks a small yellow flower from out of the prairie grass,
gently tucking the bloom in her hair,
and the farmer's wife follows him down into the valley.



amongst unending marvels
amongst unending marvels