Dust

There was a dust mote in nineteen twenty Who got tired of floating around alone. Sat down in Kansas with friends aplenty, Decided to make that his permanent home. He stayed for a year or a little more, Then he got bored and decided to roam. He told his friends that he wanted to soar, And to see this land from mountains to foam. The mote said,"Let's see this land together. Pass the word to all your friends and kin." And the word passed from mountains to heather As the dust rose high from where it had been. The dust mote was amazed at what he saw - Dust covered the Plains and buried the crops. They seemed to have broken some normal law, And people moved west to where the dust stops. He was embarrassed at what he had done He settled in Texas near a mole hole. Bulldozers leveled his friends every one - Farmers smiled as they ended the "dust bowl". 3/21/2017