Subject: Kansas poem and wheat
Type: Greeting card
Postmark: None
Text: “I love Kansas and her sunny skies, Her winds blow pure and free; And her fields of golden grain Yield wealth enough for me. H. W. S.”
This is one of a stack of old Kansas postcards. This one is my favorite. I have no idea who H. W. S. is, and a Google search didn’t yield any results. Some of the poems on the other cards are goofy, but, as a Kansas girl, I really like this one.