Water Table For Two Poem by Ima Ryma

The two great white herons do spy
The gently flowing river that
Does beckon to them in the sky,
Flowing through forest habitat.
And so the herons, he and she,
Decide to interrupt their flight.
Soon on the riverbank they be,
Taking a rest in warm sunlight.
While resting, both the herons do
Note it is a time and place for lunch.
And what will be on the menu?
Both herons have a real good hunch.

The birds do watch the waters flow.
Sooner or later, fish will show.