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Colorado

In Colorado’s embrace, the mountains rise,

Their jagged peaks piercing the azure skies,

Majestic guardians draped in snow,

Whispering secrets only they know.

The rivers rush with a wild delight,

Carving through canyons, a breathtaking sight,

Where aspen trees shimmer in golden hue,

A dance of the seasons, forever anew.

From rugged trails where the brave dare roam,

To quiet meadows that feel like home,

The air is crisp, alive with the call,

Of nature’s splendor, enchanting us all.

In summer’s warmth, the wildflowers bloom,

Painting the valleys with fragrant perfume,

While autumn’s brush ignites the hillsides,

A canvas of colors where beauty abides.

As winter blankets the earth in white,

A serene stillness bathes the night,

In Colorado’s heart, a spirit so bold,

A timeless story waiting to be told.

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Henry Johnson LR
Henry Johnson LR

Written by Henry Johnson LR

I am a Liberian-born American writer with great ideas to impact lives and leave this world a little better than I found it.

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