Arizona Sky
So many places I've seen,
The flat lands,
The high lands,
The mountain air I've breath.
Nothing more serene.
Than the star filled Arizona sky.
The days are hot
to do diddle squat.
Forty feet from water
and ten feet from hell.
Nothing more so mystical.
Than the buzzard as they fly.
Circling and circling,
looking for slaughter.
The sheepish coyotes they display.
They're yipping and yipping,
when they hunt their prey.
So much to learn about
this wonderful planted we live.
I've just begun to realize,
sitting beneath the Arizona sky.
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