Waterfall

• Imogen Clayden-Zabik, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2010

We walk down to the bottom of the rainforest.

As we meet a glistening waterfall,

The water trickles over the edge.

Everything turns peaceful but loud.

Refreshing water in the lake below trickles up your spine.

Falling over the edge, it is like a shower.

As we eat, birds come to drink.

Looking around, the waterfall stands out like black on white paper.

Lying on the bottom, pebbles are smooth so we go for a swim.