The falls come crashing down
On all the curious faces
You see not one frown
Mist spraying on my family
Ma is shielding her perfectly pampered hair
Michael and I take off our hoods
Letting water drench our faces; pale as white paste
Pa takes out his personal camera
Handing its delicacy over to a stranger
Risking danger
SNAP!
The man takes our picture
As he flashes us a genuine smile
We all laugh
And frown in our souls
At the thought of the ride being done
Holding in our hearts forever
Our trip to...
Niagara Falls
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