Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Niagara Falls

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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