Mountain Mama, Colorado

Snowy caps surround us,

without the nonpareil sprinkles,

or dark chocolate.

We’re cruising winding roads,

with John Denver on the radio.

The Rocky Mountains have popped,
my ears more than twice.

My family is singing to,

an all too relevant song,

about my fiancés life.

Inexperienced ears,

listen while we travel through,

the unknown scenery.

It’s not long before,

the roads come,

to a grinding halt.

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