Out For Lunch Poem by Ima Ryma

Floating through water in the pond,
Mama duck leads her duckling crew
On a journey to the beyond,
In search of future, bright and new.
So many hungry mouths to feed,
Mama duck by instinct knows that,
In order to fulfill their need,
They must move through their habitat,
Until be found a food supply
Giving her ducklings nourishment,
Enough food for each gal and guy,
Keeping her family content.

It is a never ending chore.
The ducklings eat but soon want more.