I saw that duck just yesterday,
Today, he's back again,
Still quacking in that raucous way,
Since he did way back when...
Yet he's so cute and tame as well,
He's eaten half my bread,
I bet his tummy's bound to swell,
Now that he's fully fed!
Instead of simply paddling by
With webbed feet at first rate,
I hope he's still got strength to fly,
Because he's put on weight...
I've put a broad smile on his face
He didn't have before,
Perhaps he'll like the Human Race,
We're sharers that's for sure...
We like to feed the ducks we meet,
There's joy in giving, friends,
A joy that's innocent and sweet,
A joy that never ends...
As long as bakers have the dough
And I've the dough to pay,
I'll feed that little so-and-so
And hope I make his day!
Denis Martindale January 2017.
A poem based on a magnificent Stephen Gayford
wildlife painting. Google search phrases
gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry
and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem