I remember, as it was
yesterday
The quick draw of weather
changes Colorado unleashes onto the un-expecting first time traveler
It was from sun to hail to
rain to snow to sun all as if unveiling a painting at a gallery opening
Beautiful, quick to open the
eyes wide; what to wear and when you ask?
The rides you'll endeavor
will always yet never truly respond
Be there and fully
Clothed in layers or
unprepared at awe you will be
Do or do not -no matter the
will
Encapsulated into the crystal
clear water of its rivers you'll come
You'll yearn to scent the
mountain fresh air before you'll have a chance to open your car door
In the north on all corners
the Rockies will wave and smile
Their magnificence will draw
you in year throughout
The horses and their pastures,
everywhere and always around
In all seasons they carry
glory and lust of the prairies of the Wild West
But the spring is what shall
seal the envelope of desire.
You'll remain sorely present
imagining how you can walk this land with not much in hand.
Long time to come
10-11-13
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