Garden of The Gods
By the Ecosavvykid
The Kissing Camels glow
Within the springs morning light
Where snow was once a king
And gave the skiers quite a fright.
Wet imprints, I touch carefully
Where there was once mounds of snow
I quickly turn to see a snake
That no one's ever known.
I see flowers, their roots
Deep in a tiny hole
And digging in the dirt
Is an old and tired mole.
I touch the Siamese Twins
Their sandstone hard as rock
I found a leaf on the ground
Torn to look like a sock.
I hear the robins, chirping loud
I taste the misty morning air
I realize that there is a fern
No one knew was there.
I look at the view, so large and
Ever more
I cry all the way home
And as I walk through my bedroom door.
I check again, but still, oh my
Nothing has changed at all
But now I found a passage
The trees have made a hall.
The Rocky Mountain Columbine
So beautiful and blue
I think I see some water
But it's only some Spring dew.
This park is such a pleasure
Even for pesky dogs
I love this park so much
That Garden of the Gods.
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