The Canyon’s Secret Grin
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poems
Turn that frown upside down
High up in Devil’s Canyon wall, A cheeky smile grins down at all— Red rock carved by wind and time, Playing nature’s favorite rhyme.
Green trees giggle from above, Junipers whisper tales of love, While hikers stop and point with glee: “Look! The mountain’s smiling at me!”
This sandstone jester never frowns, Just grins at all the desert towns, A billion-year-old happy face That makes Colorado such a place!
So if you’re walking Fruita’s trails And need a laugh when courage fails, Just look up at that crimson wall— The canyon’s smiling after all!