Jr and I went on a trip

Some old smoking trains we wanted to ride

So Colorado was the place to go

The old worn map would be out guide.

As we were driving one beautiful day

Near the Royal Gorge I found

A "Rock Shop" beside the road

"Rocks for Sale - By the Pound".

Two precious rocks I had to have

Would you believe it if I told you

I bought these two rocks of beauty

This story of my rocks is true.

A beauty of pink is the largest one

It's sperkled with a dash of white

Was found in the mountains high

To me, it sparkles with all its might.

The small rock is a pretty blue

Blue rocks I've never seen before

I thought it was expensive

Almost a pebble it looks to be.

I'm proud of my two Precious Rocks

Displayed right by my kitchen sink

Am I a bit off my rocker buying rocks?

Let me sit down and think!

I have many more rocks of interest

From lots of places that I have been

Just read my poem "Rocks of Many Colors"

And maybe you will see the beauty that I have seen.