Categories art love love poems Muse Nature The Waterfall Post author By Oke Iroegbu Post date October 4, 2021 3 Comments on The Waterfall I tell the trees of your sounds and they are jealousWhen you fall, birds, the wild, all elements stop to listen,To hear Nature sing while she wash her garment in the mistAdvertisementRate this:ShareTweetPrintShare on TumblrTelegramWhatsAppEmailPocketLike this:Like Loading... Tags African poetry, nature poem ← Peace → Muse: Love Acts 3 replies on “The Waterfall” Lovely! LikeLiked by 1 person Dannke 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person 👍 LikeLiked by 1 person Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
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