Where Red Waters Gather

I live in a state shaped by glaciers long ago In the middle of the heat, we want it to snow The breadwinner of many homes is what we grow Here comes another winter, around forty below Watch out for black ice roads wherever you go Summer is six months away, yep, don't ya know Melting snow makes for one big old muddy hole Changing seasons so often, a backcountry expo Minnesota fearing Green Bay Packers on a roll Wilderness found up north, catch it on a pole Mississippi flowing to its west into the soul Universities preparing us, system educational Wisconsinites moving forward on our loam soil Architectonics with Frank, ingenuity and toil Hydroelectrical powered first on the Fox flow Conservationists residing, protecting fallows Sesquicentennials of livestock, corn in silos Characteristically unique, breadbasket tempos