Wheels of this mind rolling down trails of yesterday, having
a wonderful time, living in the excitement of rhythmic vibra-
tions that take us into the beauty of a mountainous desert.
Finding nature, keeping its serenity close to this heart,
reverberations going into the direction of another inner en-
thralling motion picture of life here in the desert.
A country-western environment, keeping hold of this old fron-
tier so it will not ever get lost or taken away, this is a
part of Arizona History.
Nothing can ever take or relinquish it from our hands, cow-
boys and cowgirls will always preserve this grand old-fash-
ioned western talent and music.
Helping as we travel from one place to another, preserving
it all in photographic memories and kept for posterity,
loving how it fits in our hearts, minds and souls here.
Being in the center of Phoenix, Arizona, our own home sweet
home, being taken into depths of our lovely desert on steps
of music and measures of good times and more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem