The Web Poetry Corner - C. E. Chandler - The Waterfall
The Waterfall
by
C. E. Chandler
Even as the deer and fox rests,
and birds lie sleeping in their nests,
down upon the rocks it crashes,
falling through with silver splashes.
Clear as glass to bubbling foam,
it's never still, but bound to roam.
As the orchestra of the stream sounds call,
you can relax and listen to the singing waterfall.