Camping In The Grand Canyon Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering the Grand Canyon way back when I was
twelve.
Hiking into it's depths, absorbing the beauty of
the canyon walls as we hiked down continually
into the canyon.
Finally arriving at the Indian store where we
bought snacks and drinks to bring to our campsite.
Walking on we arrived at our site and immediately
set up camp.
A beautiful setting, when we're done we head to
Havasupai Falls to go swimming in the beautiful
blueness of its' water.
Swimming behind the waterfalls, enjoying the
exhilarating feelings of doing it for the first
time.
Totally having a great time - staying for a week,
camping, hiking, swimming and having good times
with the other girl scouts.
Not wanting to ever leave the canyon, it felt
like home and was so entirely beautiful, but we
finally had to leave and hiked our way out.