Lord That Was A Glorious Day Poem by Juan Olivarez

I have been blessed to see,
Snow blowing through pine trees.
High on a mountain far away,
Of what I saw, this I can say.
Lord, that was a glorious day.

I saw San Gorgonio shining white,
And San Jacinto by it's side.
As the sun's light lit up he day,
There's just one thing that I can say.
Lord this was a glorious day.

I saw the desert stretch without end,
Too beautiful and wild to comprehend.
Every hill, every crag, I saw on my way,
So much mysticism, I wanted to stay.
Lord that was a glorious day.

The skies so clear, like when I was a child,
The coyotes howling out in the wild.
The sun's purple magic at the end of the day,
Reds and yellows, on the clouds of gray.
Lord, that was a glorious day.