Knot For Thee

Knot For Thee . for public domain Everywhere I from and go, o'er luscious prairie and mountain snow, stretched low and high the hungry hands, and gobbled up the Promised Lands. Gated fences here and there, a posted sign most everywhere, declare, "This land is mine! Beware! Move on. Move on. Don't linger here." And yet sweet breezes beckon me, "You may not touch. But look and see! My lovely land from sea to sea, twas made for some, but not for thee."