The Legend of the Bluebonnet The Texas fields are covered With a blanket of deep blue. But for a little Indian girl, This would not be true. Texas land was buried and dry. Rains just would not come. Indians danced and prayed for rain, And beat upon their drums. The Chief made a proclamation. He appealed to one and all. A prized possession must be sacrificed Before the rains would fall. The Indian camp was silent, While each person searched his heart. But when it came to sacrifice, With possessions they would not part. Suddenly a little girl steeped forth, Holding her blue-clad doll. She placed it in the roaring fire and raindrops began to fall. The rain brought forth the grass, Among its blades, flowers of blue. To be a sign for all the time Of a love so pure and true. Author Unknown