Heading To A Casino By Bus Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Heading To A Casino By Bus
Climbing mountains in a Casino bus,
heading to Payson to try our luck.
Watching scenery as it touches my sight,
seeing pure white clouds, hanging over mountains,
looking like snow - capping them.
Rain pouring steadily, quenching the desert's
thirst from above.
Desert floors still holding their greenery,
beautiful to see and hold in private memories of
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