Waterfall

• Chloe Van Der Merwe, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2021

The waterfall was a pool of diamonds
With rocks as smooth as knives
The water fought against the wind
The lush green shrubs flew in the breeze
The trees were as luscious and green as a fresh kiwi fruit
Whirling whirlpools flew over the rocks
What a sight
Bright, fresh moss was as slippery as ice
As I try to walk over the rocks I got pushed towards the vines
Connected to the cliffs
A giant tower looming up above