Behind The Waterfall 1 Poem by robert dickerson

Put up your shears, put down your hoe
spurning stern, enjoining reason;
leave every labor you may owe
the day, the hour and the season;
How neat that you should hear it, too,
the rumbling water's call,
and you agree to come with me
behind the waterfall.

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Behind the mighty waterfall
there is a room, dear
soft with moss and mica bright
clean and cool
The shepherds hang there hammocks there
there we'll drowse
and love and lounge
as the waters tumble down. tumble down.

Be brave, be stout, I'll lead you there
your hand I'll cradle all the while,
for I was there one time before
and well remember every peril.
But put your foot where mine has been
and minding well the goal
recall the treasures to be seen
behind the waterfall.

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