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Click hereCascading, running, loud and roaring,
Droplets or stream of water,
White frothy foam and occasionally a fish,
Rainbows constantly in the sunlight.
All things you can see in a waterfall,
Some are just natural occurrence,
While others are built,
But still a wondrous site no matter how they got there.
Never silent, never a trickle,
Always roaring, and pouring,
Running near mountains so it’s twice the pleasure,
Few things in life get much better.
The sound and aroma of the waterfall; so soothing and some say a bit erotic. Perhaps that's the attraction of the big one at Niagara.
The sound and aroma of the waterfall; so soothing and some say a bit erotic. Perhaps that's the attraction of the big one at Niagara.
There are very few things as magical as standing near a roaring Waterfall. This poem captures some of that essense.
The illustrated picture only enhances the images. Good Write.