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Desert
We drove for miles
In this God forsaken place
Past the lonely trails
Where mankind left no trace
Just a little further down the road
You said I would be surprised to see
What some call the mother load
Wilderness as it was meant to be
We went over that hill
And there Nature was booming
Wondrous colors, beauty, goodwill
For the desert was blooming
Years ago, a friend took me out to see the desert bloom. We drove northeast of Scottsdale, Az, on an old, windy, sandy road, and I believe the blooming valley was on the Apache Trail road towards the Theodore Roosevelt Dam.
In this God forsaken place
Past the lonely trails
Where mankind left no trace
Just a little further down the road
You said I would be surprised to see
What some call the mother load
Wilderness as it was meant to be
We went over that hill
And there Nature was booming
Wondrous colors, beauty, goodwill
For the desert was blooming
Years ago, a friend took me out to see the desert bloom. We drove northeast of Scottsdale, Az, on an old, windy, sandy road, and I believe the blooming valley was on the Apache Trail road towards the Theodore Roosevelt Dam.
Published 2nd Jul 2014
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3rd Jul 2014 5:10am
Thank you for the kind words. We should all see a desert in bloom, or tube down the salt river with a bunch of college kids. I have led a blessed life, and managed to have done both...
10th Jul 2014 10:41pm
Great depiction of the blooming desert, and its unforgiving nature. I wonder if the ride was as smooth as your words? :) Lovely picture too!
11th Jul 2014 4:19am
The ride was wonderful, we passed a town that had only four or five buildings. The road was a little rough, but we were in a jeep.
