Waterfalls; Sonnet 4 Poem by Winston Dsouza

As I reached those woods I saw a falls,
Sounding like a nature calls,
Rushing down from a distant height,
Along with the shiny sun light,
Continiously every night and day,
Towards to the blue-green bay,
Water reflecting every suns ray,
everyone would be contented so gay,
Looking like nature is showering,
Every dropp was merrely dancing,
Decorated with flowers on either side,
Looking better than a pretty royal bride,
Lined with flowers and bushes green,
Which I had never seen.