This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:

Beautiful Colorado,

I offer you this salutation:

Your lofty grandeur and cold, clear streams

Have captured my admiration.

I’ve watches you each year, changing apparel

Through different seasons,

Each more beautiful than a melody,

And I’m enraptured for these reasons.

Your flowered aspen meadows turn green,

Then to red and gold;

In summer, your lofty mountains are bareheaded,

Yet white-capped in winter’s cold.

Quiet beauty of your secret places

Are in the eyes of the beholder,

Changes with the seasons,

Like colored pictures in a folder.

When first my eyes beheld you,

I knew from the start,

I was chained by your beauty

Like a horse harnessed to a cart.