The Stream, Poem by Lance Mel

A walk within Camellia gardens.

The Stream.
The rush of the cascade,
And gurgle of the brook,
Are not of a mere dream,
But the sweet song of this stream,
Dancing leaves stir in the breeze,
Flutter the foliage canopy above,
Casting sun's rays,
To sparkle and shade,
This running cascade,
As it hurries on its journey,
To…..
The end.
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