Waterfall - Poem by James Casey
I've watched a raging waterfall,
Roaring down a mountain side.
Spreading droplets in mist and spray,
Stand too close you cannot hide
The flying mist will soak you quick,
Stand back, enjoy the show
Rainbows of sparkling colored light.
But, hold on now, don't you go
You must wait until the night
When darkness falls upon the ridge
The spray emits an eerie sight
And ghostly forms are often seen
Far into the night
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