The canal

Logged between the row of housesand the grassy banksruns the canal;it waters shimmering in the sunrays,twinkling like diamonds, The canal shimmering in Sunrise,as shadows dance within,the sun throwing his rays,like diamonds on the running canal. The canal calmly flowingundisturbed by the crowd,undisturbed by the world,that are still asleep,and once they rise,the canal is busy.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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