Niagara Falls Poem by Shaun Cronick

When one approaches Niagara Falls,
Her beguiling voice clarion calls.
Come to me my welcome plea,
And behold my view of mystery.

Here I come and there I go,
Through the whirlpools far below.
Revelling in my silver glee,
Touching waters across the sea.

Niagara, so eternally alluring,
Your Falls imperishably enduring.
Roar of waters cascading fast,
Proudly swift, still you last.

Nature's gown of mist and dew,
So more beautiful than I knew.
Oh Great Wonder of another age,
Jewelling crown on nature's stage.