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Andrew Hunter Poem
DREAMING OF THE WATERFALL
The sun bursts through a weeping cloud, feel soft warm rain
Through buttercups and daffodils, he calls my name
As ripples dance across the pool I hear his call
He takes my hand and leads me to the waterfall.
We climb high above the rainbow, breathe freshly scented air
Hear gentle whispers in the breeze, he softly strokes my hair
Climbing high we see for miles, we’re both enthralled
At the thunder and the power of the waterfall
Hand in hand we walk away and both look back
I know one day we will return to re-trace our tracks
Memories of magic times we shall recall
And wonder at the beauty of the waterfall.
In the morning haze, our arms gently entwined
The memory of magic images remain inside my mind
The most perfect escape, I cannot stay awake
Enjoying the tranquil calm, I must switch off the alarm
I’m laying next to you, one day our dreams will come true.
Copyright © Andrew Hunter | Year Posted 2021
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