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3 White Ducks - Poem by Marilyn Lott

Three ducks pecked around
In a garden one warm day
They wore beautiful coats
Of white feathers to display

They primped and they pampered
These coats of pure white
Their strutting and flapping
Created quite a sight

It was a lovely summer day
And they adored the warm sun
Just three little ducks
Searching for a bit of fun

But it grew hotter and hotter
Oh dear, it was warm
If they didn't find water
Could it do them some harm?

They might find a stream
Or a small pond would do
But when they could find none
They started to stew

Finally they came across
A child's small pool
They plopped in immediately
Their mom raised no fool

So my friend, please remember
If you feel something's amok
At your child's wading pool
You may find 3 white ducks!

Comments about 3 White Ducks by Marilyn Lott

  • Cowboy Ron Williams 7/2/2020 11:37:00 AM

    I love living creatures and this poem is wonderful.

    I have five poems, but they are not activated yet. Why does it take so long for a new poet?
    Some of them were posted three days ago!
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  • A B Faniki 9/15/2019 10:04:00 PM

    Beautiful and nicely done. This the kind of poem that make it to classic book of children rhyme Reply

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  • Aniruddha Pathak 10/20/2018 7:00:00 AM

    Beautiful ending to end a good poem:
    So my friend, please remember
    If you feel something's amok
    At your child's wading pool
    You may find 3 white ducks!
    Reply

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  • Narayanan Kutty Pozhath 5/1/2018 9:36:00 PM

    3 White Ducks is a beautiful poem. Reply

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  • Bri Edwards 1/25/2018 6:58:00 PM

    i had a three-duck-stew just last week. DELICIOUS! ! !

    favorite stanza:
    But it grew hotter and hotter
    Oh dear, it was warm
    If they didn't find water
    Could it do them some harm? ............................to MyPoemList. bri :)
    Reply

    Marilyn Lott (1/28/2018 3:58:00 PM)

    Oh my goodness, you ate my ducks? sigh

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  • Binayakumar Mohanty 10/29/2017 12:54:00 AM

    Lovely poem.Nicely penned.Thanks forsharing. Reply

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  • Rajnish Manga 3/14/2017 12:30:00 AM

    One and a half years after my first encounter, I enjoyed reading this poem yet again. I like ducks and their white coats. Thanks. God Bless You. Reply

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  • Sandra Feldman 3/6/2017 10:22:00 PM

    I love ducks!
    And this delightfully imaginative and soft poem
    does them justice
    Is rewarded with3 Quaks
    Reply

    Marilyn Lott (3/13/2017 3:05:00 PM)

    Thank you, Sandra, but I wouldn't want to make the mama duck angry! haha

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  • Kim Barney 8/16/2015 12:46:00 PM

    Congratulations, Marilyn!
    I left two comments on this poem back in May. It was nice to read it once again. Poem Hunter has finally recognized it as being worthy of Poem of the Day status!
    Reply

    Marilyn Lott (8/16/2015 3:48:00 PM)

    Oh, thank you so much, Kim! I appreciate the time you spent reading my little poem!

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  • Savita Tyagi 8/16/2015 8:57:00 AM

    Read this poem long time back. Loved it then, loved it now. The pleasant ending suggests how joy can be found in observing simple things. Reply

    Marilyn Lott (3/13/2017 3:07:00 PM)

    Thank you, ahh, so it is standing the test of time? haha

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