In the land where fields stretch wide,
And the Wabash sings, a gentle guide,
Hoosier pride swells, humble, strong,
A name with roots in tales long gone.
A beacon of kindness, strength in unity,
Forged in heritage, cherished in the community.
What’s a Hoosier? A question profound,
In every corner of Indiana, the answer is found.
In the heartland’s cradle, 'neath skies so clear,
Echoes a question: “Who’s yere? Who’s yere?”
A greeting born on the frontier’s trail,
Where courage and grit would surely prevail.
From cabins nestled by the forest’s edge,
To the workers who kept Samuel Hoosier’s pledge,
Canals they carved, with labor and pride,
Marking Indiana’s Hoosier stride.
With dreams interwoven, like rivers that flow,
From the past to the future, where aspirations grow.
In the Hoosier State, where legacies thrive,
The spirit of Indiana forever alive.
Through seasons of change, in fields of gold,
In bustling cities, where stories are told,
The Hoosier heart, resilient and true,
Reflects the values in everything they do.
James Whitcomb Riley, with poetic art,
Gave Hoosier its place in the nation’s heart.
A word of belonging, both humble and grand,
Hoosiers unite in their native land.
From days of pioneers, bold and true,
To modern dreams under skies of blue,
A Hoosier’s spirit, steadfast and kind,
Built on grit and peace of mind.
So wear the name proudly, let history blend,
From origins debated to a story without end.
For a Hoosier is more than a word can confide,
It’s a spirit of home, an Indiana pride.
Mark