Waterfall

• Sunny Liu, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2021

Everyday, every second, it’s getting hotter by the minute.
The waterfall ends its backbends, and the heat waves floated in a revolute.
This is the season of – summer.

Water raging down a hill,
The cold air makes me really ill.
Even the trees have lost their leaves, and the sky shines a shabby blue.
Autumn is knocking on your door,
So do not ever open the door!

Snow glitters here and there, with all the gracefulness.
And the fresh water plummeting down, is now a block of ice.
With all my hope and determination, I truly wish there was Winter here.

Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, the trees finally got their hair back.
The air’s filled entirely with joy,
While the waterfall splashed with force.
Spring is here, so don’t waste time,
To experience the yearly springtime.