Flap
Flap
Flap
Belly brushing water
Rising into the air
Another duck leaves the pond,
but only for a while
Flap
Flap
Flap
Soaring above my dreams
Whistling wings she's free
Over the falls and down the rocks,
landing in the lake below
She swims
She frolicks
She preans
She is a duck
Flap Flap
Flap Flap
Flap Flap
Soon she is not alone
She has company
Her family and friends,
have come to be free
Perching on rocks
Feasting from the lake
Swimming amongst the waves
A perfect day away from the pond
She watches the ducklings scurry about
Chirping as they hurry along the waters edge
Chasing the waves but never stepping in,
this is their first time to the lake
She's curious and swims close
She shows them it isn't so hard
Then one duckling jumps in,
and the rest follow
She plays with the young
Then swims far out into the lake
Soon she is tired,
and the sun begins to set
Flap
Flap
Flap
She flies back to her home
Her resting place
The calm pond waters,
that lead to the lake

2 Comments:
pretty poem. that's my birthday!
You are the most MASSIVE moron I have ever seen. You should kill yourself and donate your body to science. There's enough there they won't need anyone else for years.
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