Sightseeing in nature looks
Whilst' wandering in mountain brooks
Eager would I be taken, to a living cascade show
Where the gushing waters in the soothing music flow
And where my heart would definitely know
A blissful delightful glow
A bark upon the blue-gray sky
When the storms are raging high
Ever in restless motion. So, alas, am I
© daniel miltz
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