You know, there are many folks
When they see a cotton gin
Can say, “I remember that...’
Telling stories from way back when
Why I plucked one just the other day
It was soft yet a prickly boll
I’m not from the southern states
I haven’t had the experience at all
But as I drove across the country
I was amazed at the cotton fields
Huge brick-like blocks told me
There was a huge amount of yield
I think it’s just beautiful to observe
Fields of perfect cotton beds
My imagination goes wild and I see
Kids with white wooly caps instead
I noticed cotton is grown in states
Where I didn’t realize it would grow
Traveling is the best way to scrutinize
This wonderful country that I love so!
Marilyn Lott
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-amazing-cotton-fields/