Monday, April 21, 2014

Preston's Poem

Falling Water

A man named Frank Lloyd Wright
A dreamer and a visionary
An architect he was
Who created inspiring designs
A man who was before his time
Where his designs came to life
Brick by brick, rock by rock, glass by glass they began a perfect fit
His designs were like masterpieces

Falling waters sitting high on a bluff
Higher than the clouds above
Terrace and balconies, oh what a view
Waterfalls so high it was like you could touch the sky
Natures surroundings were so serene
The peacefulness in the nature were so calm
The sounds of running streams and waterfalls become one
Falling waters was an architects dream

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