The Duck - Poem by VAIDYANATHAN.T. RAM
How cute the duck walks,
Beautiful when they flocks.
Walking along the raft,
Looks like going for a feast,
The mouth with a long and lightly curved,
Shooking the head while they walk.
But no shooking while they swim,
Eating plants, roots or seeds in the water,
But on land, eating the grains wasted by farmers,
Oh, the baby ducks
eats invertibrates for a first one week,
It is fantastic to watch they sleep
By covering their head and beaks
Under their wings,
Hidden from their predators,
But most of them sleep in the water at night,
Where their predators can't reach them.
Migrating towards other place during winter,
Where there is a mild cold,
Since they swim in winter.
The god created the ducks,
Although their life is very short,
But they take care their life.
When a ducks can leave in the world,
Why can't a human leave?
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