Up high in the blue sky,
Here, I want to go to Havasupai.
I admire the ember cliffs,
I wish I was there in a jiff.
The sparkling water that flows into the pond,
All aqua and bright, pulling me in strong.
I feel the breeze from the palm trees,
Swaying so softly, like they’re dancing with ease.
The sun paints gold on canyon walls,
A sight so grand, my heart just calls.
I wish I was there, so wild and free,
But the path is long—still, it waits for me.
