COLORADO SKIES
Colorado skies! Colorado skies!
Oh, what a depth of color in them lies!
How bright to-day—how azure are Colorado skies!
Colorado skies! Colorado’s lustrous skies!
In those clear wells above,
Where the unimpaired optic never tires to rove,
Behold! two sable eagles—their wheeling flights pursue,
The only fleeting shadows in those arching vaults of blue.
Colorado skies! Colorado’s peerless skies!
Oh, what sweet dreams, what joyous hopes arise,
To all who cast their destinies beneath Colorado’s wondrous skies.
Colorado skies! Colorado’s splendid skies!
At dawn, when swift the curling mists arise;
When crimson-colored flame, the orient horizon o’erspreads,
And shy day-nymphs awake from slumber on their golden beds,
’Tis then that smiling Fortune, lavishly rewards the bold emprise
Of those who wisely early rise beneath Colorado’s matchless skies.
Colorado skies! Colorado’s glorious skies!
No lowering clouds—no lingering mists arise.
How bright to-day—how propitious are Colorado’s skies.