The water falls like smoke,
curling up like flower petals
and shines like wet stars.
Sunlight makes it shine.
The water shines pink.
The waterfall smells
like morning daisies and
chases the rainbow
across the morning.
By Addison D. Caldwell
2 comments:
Addi, this poem reminds me of all the waterfalls that we have hiked to when I came to visit you. I miss an love you!
Addison, I had no idea you were such a great writer! Did you write this for school or just because? I love it and I love you!
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