Wild Horses
We floated down the Colorado’s cool 47
Canyon walls stretching up to heaven
Through Glen Canyon National Recreation Area we cruised
Imagining a time and place that was far removed
We saw the Petroglyph Panel just above the beach
Gazed up Horseshoe Bend to tiny figures out of reach
There were glimpses of bighorn sheep
And and quick dip in water cold and deep
The colors of sandstone paintings dazzled the eye
And geographical phenomena amazed us, I can’t lie
But the clincher, in my own opinion of course
Was catching a glimpse of the majestic wild horse
- Author: MDStone ( Offline)
- Published: June 10th, 2022 20:15
- Category: Unclassified
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