Ireland's Beauty Along the Creek
Waterfall gases with colors of rainbow,
Blossoms along the banks.
While a hoarse gobbles on grass
A woman swims in the water.
The water runs slowly down the creek,
Until the pace picks up by the bigger waterfall,
Down the banks a ways.
Relaxing and being drawn asleep by the sounds,
Of…….
Birds chirping and water splashing,
Leaves rustling and bushes blowing in the wind.
Copyright © Rhonda Osheim | Year Posted 2009
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