A Duck Pond Day

A thick dank fog is rising from the clear, glassy waters

The early silence is broken by a couple of playing otters

The rusty cattails rustle; their stems tossed in light wind

Morning comes a-callin’ on the duck pond once again

　

Baby duckling follow mama, feather down upon their back

They’ll slide into the waters, feet paddling as they quack

Catfish laze along searching each inch of the shoreline

Scrounging the muddy bottom for food they might find

　

Mama Cow and baby calf wade into the shallow of the pond

Just to quench their thirst then off to the pasture they run

Green-shell turtle rests upon the end of an old rotting log

He won’t move not one inch until the sunshine breaks the fog

　

Grass is greenly growing upon all the duck pond’s surrounds

Warm summer weather is heating up the grassy grounds

Soon eggs will lay, warmed and hatched, and babies will noisy call

Signaling their new-born hunger to duck pond citizens all

　

Young boy with his dog in trail arrives with his readied fishing bait

He’ll laze around about the bank hoping the fish have not yet ate

Then he’ll catch himself a big, bright, shimmering, shiny bream

Then he and dog head for home taking the big fish along with them

　

Tadpoles collect in flocks along the shallows of the muddy bogs

In a few days their tales fall off as they magically become frogs

The old shiny water snake will crawl high into the willow trees

Seeking the sun’s warmth and shelter away from you and me

　

　

Mosquitoes buzz over the water in search of blood-bite

Big bass rolling the surface bellies all sparkle and white

Barn owl sits in a tree twisting his neck all around

Field mouse runs fast hoping not to be found

　

Dragon flies hover about on wings of transparent precision

Long-tongued bullfrog has delicious insects in his vision

An Egret wades to feed in the reed that waves and wilts

Looking much like a fisherman walking ‘round on stilts

　

The day will run the sun will shine upon this special place

All the many animals will sleep, feed, play, and chase

And once again rays of sun will die and signal the day is done

And cool of night and thick of fog will return to the duck pond.

　

　

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