The Waterfall Poem by Phil Soar

The Waterfall



I sit at the edge of the waterfall,
watching nature pass the day,
silently I hear birds call,
and banish all my cares away,
no matter how I feel inside
it always pleases me to say
that I sit beside that waterfall
and pass the time of day away

Friday, June 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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