Waterfalls
Multitude of different sizes, Surrounding our ears in sound. While continuously pouring and plummeting, Toward the ground.
Large ones and small ones, Loud and sometimes not, But they all and up together, No matter the paths they've fought.
Traveling through rapids, And twisting through sudden turns. But still in the end- each waterfall meets the ocean, No matter how many miles it earned.
Rivers start so simple and small, Then they grow in size, They become waterfalls and follow a path, The river flows and struggles and tries, But in the end it meets the ocean, No better than the rest when it dies.
~Amanda Jackson
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