Little Duck Pond

Little Duck Pond

Little ducks on a pond

A busy place where they belong

Swimming there all around

The little hens a color brown

A decaying leaf a bit of shoot

The water there a savory soup

The regular storms with their showers

Stirring the water for many hours

A beautiful drake quite a sight

Flapping his wings before his flight

And many birds there overhead

Circling ‘round the soupy bed

And the little coots swim there too

On the summer afternoons

Their little beaks as a piece of chalk

Writing on the wet sidewalks

A beautiful widgeon colored bright

Its shovel beak of special type

With spoonsful there on the pond

They filter around but have no song

And cattails on a sandy shore

Protect the ducks and animals galore

Especially all the little ones

Before their days in the sun