Pike's Peak

From a Coloradan

By WendyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Pike's Peak

Photo by Alexis Gethin on Unsplash

Oh, Mighty Giant

My eyes marvel at your sight

With you, I am home

About the Creator

Wendy

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