I have seen the majestic waterfalls each season – spring,
summer, autumn, winter.
It’s oven hot to see it in the summertime and hell freezing in
the wintertime,
But worth seeing it, nonetheless.
Every time I see Niagara Falls,
I discover it in a new light,
And I see it with different eyes.
The ever-present rainbow adorns the falls no matter the
season,
Like a loyal friend and companion who never goes away.
I am on the Canadian side,
And I gaze at the American waterfall.
I am on the American side,
And I gaze at the Canadian waterfall.
The place I fell in love with from the very first time I set
foot on Niagara Parkway is where the iconic waterfall goes straight
down the river, at a ninety degrees angle.
I am so close to the fall,
I can touch it.
Autumn is the best time of the year to come back to Niagara
Falls,
When you can take a quiet stroll along the mighty river,
And it’s just you and Niagara, nobody else. ~~~~~~~~~
From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page
182.
