Besides my hubby being a native Utahn, that's WHY I live here:
‘cause snowbird isn’t something flies
you ski there fall to May,
and Timpanogos’ silently cries
on her mountain’s top each day.
‘cause red rocks shimmer in the sun
for a million years or more,
and big trout swim in water’s run
in the depth of Flaming Gorge.
‘cause knee deep are the grassy slopes
of Nebo’s alpine heights,
and cowboys know to throw their ropes
‘til moonlit are the nights.
‘cause autumn colors paint the ridge
of the Wasatch range in hues,
and February feels just like a fridge
when black bears take their snooze.
‘cause you can find a cozy shack
where white tail roam the woods,
and mountain bikes race on single track
and neighbors share baked goods.
‘cause Utah arose from working hands
and sacred is the land of the Utes,
visit Sundance, Zion, and Canyonlands
and bring your hiking boots.
‘cause Dinosaurs were all around
in Utah’s north east corner,
their bones were found deep in the ground
I wonder if they had mourners.
‘cause liberty ain’t just a word
we appreciate our vets,
just like the Pony Express’ riders spurred
we’re aiming forward - no regrets.
‘cause Golden Spike, against all odds
connected east and west,
and the Tabernacle choir brings me closer to God
that’s why I like Utah best.
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