Waterfall


The whizzing water
that rushes by,
the hum of waves
that make you sigh.
It's inconceivable nature
that attracts people everyday;
the insane, unsafe, unwise things
of the bumps along the way.
The white and clear water
that rushes down and down,
past the people who watch it
and the rocks, colours brown,
Colours and colours blend,
giving us a great tour.
The water never stops,
fascinating and pure.
Never should such beauty stop
because it's Mother Nature's growing crop.


D.F. Ali
Windsor, Ontario




Student Editor's Comments

"Good, imaginative poem"
"Very well written poem"
"Good flow"
"Evokes many emotions"
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