A Waterfall - Poem by Edna Pine
Rumbling, rumbling, tumbling, crashing
Down to the valley floor
A beautiful sight
Enhanced by the sunlight,
Sparkling to the great delight
Of all who witness such a scene.
It happens continually all year round
One of nature's wonders which abound.
As we pass by the purple heathers greet the eye
On the top of the cliffs from where the rushing water comes.
Nature dispels all feelings of loneliness
With her bounty of gifts to all who pass by.
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