Poems of the Birthplace
and
President Eisenhower
The Little White House On The Corner
In the State of Texas
Down where the Bluebonnets grow,
In a little white house on the corner
A babe was born long ago.
A babe whom was destined for greatness
Both here and over the sea,
And now has achieved highest honors
As President of our Country.
From the little white house on the corner
Where his life begun,
He has rose to be the Nation's leader
In the White House in Washington.
And the little white house on the corner
Still stands in all its pride,
Of the birth that made it famous
Throughout the country side.
There, visitors are always welcome,
So travel down Texas way
Stop in Denison and visit Ike's birthplace
At the corner of Lamar and Day.
Bertha Le Brecht
The Last Salute
I knew him well . . . as you knew him to be,
Not in person . . . but through new and TV.
I liked him a lot . . . as you liked him too.
As folks the world over . . . were prone to do.
I'll remember him always . . . as one of small fault,
A man of strong character . . . that all could exalt.
One who was dedicated . . . to the principles of right,
Whose belief in God . . . was his guiding light.
Dwight Eisenhower . . . and his beaming smile,
Were contagious to all . . . mile upon mile.
Unassuming and kind . . . a man of peace,
He fought with hope . . . that wars would cease.
He came from the prairie . . . of Kansas land,
To reach the highest pennacles . . . of top command.
He'll ever be thus . . . in man's thought's of serene,
As rests in history . . . in famed Abilene.
Row Winter
Fulton, Missouri
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