THE ROAR OF WATER EVER FRESH THE ROAR OF WATER EVER FRESH CASKATING THROUGH MOSSEY ROCKS DRIFTING INTO SILENCE WALTZING WITH THE DAFFODILS BLOSSOMING THE SNOWDROPS Share this: poemPrintMoreTwitterFacebookLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... By timmyconway poet View all of timmyconway's posts.