Badger Clark Road
Home of Badger Clark,
South Dakota’s first Poet Laureate
I thank You, Lord, that I am
placed so well, That You
have made my freedom
so complete;

That I'm no slave of
whistle, clock or bell,
   Nor weak-eyed prisoner
of wall and street.

Just let me live my life as
I've begun and give me
work that's open to the sky;

Make me a pardner of the
wind and sun, And I won't
ask a life that's soft or high.

Let me be easy on the man
that's down; Let me be
square and generous
with all.

I'm careless sometimes,
Lord, when I'm in
       town, But never let 'em
say I'm mean or small!
Make me as big and open
as the plains,
As honest as the hawse
between my knees,
Clean as the wind that
blows behind the rains,
   Free as the hawk that
circles down the breeze!

You know about the
reasons that are hid.
You understand the things
that gall and fret;
You know me better than
my mother did.
Just keep an eye on all
that's done and said
Right me, sometimes,
when I turn aside, and
guide me on the long, dim,
trail ahead that stretches
upward toward the
Great divide.

- Badger Clark
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