I'Ve Crossed The Painted Desert

I've crossed he painted desert, My eyes wide like a child's. Walking till my feet hurt, With the glory of the wild. And I entered a Petrified forest, With the trees all turned to stone. And I was not inclined to rest, I was like a leaf, wind blown. I've climbed the Amboy Crater, And I went down it's throat. In Amboy California, Just like a mountain goat. I've been high in the sky, On a mountain called Big Bear, Watching snow flakes on the fly, With that same childish stare. The good lord has shown me, Such wonders that he made. That I was so thankful to see. Before life starts to fade. 5/29/11 Alton Texas