Poetry.
Niagara Falls.
I flow from a high mountain to a valley,
I have visitors watching me daily,
I can be seen from two nations,
USA and Canada are blessed by my formations.
In the summer I flow with crystal color,
In winter I am seen in showy attire,
Canada and USA provide separate light on me,
People board trains, rope ways and launches to see me.
I provide electricity and power for the continent,
In the league of waterfalls I lead the astonishment,
I witness transition of power for the two countries,
I am nature’s gift, I reduce barriers between boundaries.
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