Niagara
Falls
Once upon a time ago,
there was a magical lake it crashes
like the waterfall, it
sounded so peaceful and decent, how
big and humongous and
largest in earth, it seem very
colorful and dreamy, when
it falls, it falls gracefully and
gentle and soul soulful
and soulfulness, truly pleasant
and warmth, It'll blow the
thinkable mind, the wind the air
the breeze was kicking in,
it could be a wonderful sin, the
waterfall has been fallen
forever and ever, it turns the love
onto the mysterious lake
out there, it would be a true legend
and culture of nature,
hearing the sounds of crying tears
coming down in the town,
it never been a funny clown either
way or sway left and right
at the Niagara Falls, when the sun
was setting and getting
down and slow as golden light as
darkish yellow and
yellowish of gold, not that old, It's a brand
new adventure, a neat
lovable story of life and love
Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-5-15
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