Saturday, May 06, 2006

The summer begins

Some times more than others, I miss:

golden canyons, crimson when near, with a well-spoken stream below
a liberal class of society so outspoken even I seem to blend
a place where green grass only grows in valley floors
a pre-sunset shadow falling before a granite wall

a unique, clear feeling

I miss Colorado.

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