For the 24th of July (Pioneer Day here in Utah) here is a poem I wrote back when I was 15 or 16.
O Ye Great Land,
Land of my ancestors,
Land of my heritage,
Thy great and powerful mountains,
Protecting the cities below,
Loom high with radiant glory.
O thy deserts,
Those white with salt,
Those that blossom as roses.
See thy majestic forests,
Green and lush and friendly,
With life great and small.
Behold the great land Utah.
By Marc Van Pelt
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