>>A poem on the Gole de Alcantara<<

In the early dawn
When the mists of the Alcantara River
Slowly lift and clear
From the shallows to the deep
The wonders of nature do appear
And to my heart i will keep
Such beauty, such memory and such joy
That makes me such a happy boy.

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