Sacrament City

Not long ago Say, about 300 years Two Indigenous tribes Nearly disappeared Others came From year to year Hunters, trappers And future peers John Sutter A Swiss guy This city became The place to try At Sutters Mill Gold was found In Coloma Now ghostly grounds But this place of new With its foundations down Pre 1849 It was just a town February 27th 1850 This town now Became a city In its gorgeous valleys With 2000 fruit tree's It's agriculture was born A taste to please To the modern world You should see it now High rise buildings A place so proud As we all remember From it's infant years Like every other named city Shared strife and tears The past has been As our future tells But a certain few Have to be remembered as well What these tribes left So little to show But a city grew Called Sacramento " For Barbara Gorelick " http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/america.php