Many More Treasures Were Found, Delivering Them From
This Dreary Land”
A story of a city girl, taken at at an early age,
To a strange land of dry dusty travels, sagebrush
And serpents, her journey was long and sad,
Little did she know this was preparing her for
a better land –
It is a rainy night in the city,
And all is still. Children are
Awakened and rushed to the
Car, not sure where they are.
This is a story told of a family’s
Quest for freedom and gold.
A mama, a sister, her brother and
Someone they don’t know. All
They know, he is not their father.
The travelers leave the city in
Their blue Chevy coup, as
Children peer out the window,
Kneeling on a pillow. Going west,
Travels are long, the car is small
And they are pressed. The sister
And her brother ride in the back
With their old black chow. Mama
And whoever he is , bicker and
Argue. There is a strange smell of
Liquor as he takes a swallow. Going
East, passing the desert floor, over
Dusty sands and hills beyond, unto
The high desert. Large mountains
Loom before them, as the car climbs
The twists and turns, higher and
Higher. Shadows of the Sierra’s fade
In the distance, coming to a land of
Lavender shaded hills and ravines.
Reaching the crest the children are
Sick and they stop to rest…it’s a long
Way from LA for this little girl, who
Will become a Mining Town Girl
A continuation of this story will follow…
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