Skip to main content

Like Ducks to Water

Today was the day, fresh out of the nest.
The babies would put their skills to the test.
Mama led first, assuming they'd follow
Her to the lake, near them in the hollow.

She leapt out of the nest, and turned to her brood,
"We learn swimming today!" as they finished 
their food.
They looked at Mom, questions in their eyes,
Though this should not have come as a surprise.

"Do we have to swim?" "The nest feels so snug!"
"Up close to each other it's easy to hug!"
"Why go to lake, so cold and so wet?
"To be damp and chilly until the sun sets?"

Mama Duck rolled her eyes, and then she had said,
"Swimming's what we do, it's why Duck 
feet are webbed!
Our feathers protect us from chilly waters.
So come now, all of my sons and my daughters."

Reluctant, the Chicks filed out of the nest 
With less excitement than Mom would 
have guessed.
They left, walking with her, with sad reactions,
But then, became scattered, overwhelmed
by distractions!

One by one all the Ducklings went their own way.
Each to their own places they started to stray.
Mama had five, and without a tether
Was finding it hard to keep them together.

Chick number one went towards something shiny,
A penny in grass, gleaming and tiny.
Mama waddled after as fast as she could,
Scolding, "Stay with the group!  Is that understood?"

No sooner she returned when Chick number two
Walked to Squirrel, quacking, "How do you do?"
Mama ran over and with a movement of wing,
Back to the group, Chick two, she did bring.

Out of the corner of eyes, she saw number three
Wandering over to a big tree.
"It's so big!" the little one wondered.
"Get back with your siblings!" Mama 
then thundered.

Exhausted when four away he did run
As if hearing a race's loud starting gun.
It seemed he was off to nowhere special.
The trip to the lake was not being successful.

After bringing him back, it was number five's turn
To spark poor Mama's maternal concern.
He went off to go return to their nest
To do what he wanted, and relax and rest.

"Come back here, young Duckling!" Mama did chide.
And grumbling, her baby moped back to her side.
Tired, she brought them to lake's edge of grass
To finally begin their first swimming class.

Complaining and saying they did not want to swim,
It took long for Mama to get them to wade in.
But of course, within minutes, they splashed and they played.
They loved the lake! Mama need not persuade.

Like Ducks take to water, the Chicks 
learned real fast.
They were amazing at swimming and were 
having a blast!
When it grew late and it was time to go back,
"Aw, can't we stay longer?" all five of them quacked.

"We'll come back tomorrow, but it's now time 
to leave,"
Mama replied, as the day turned to eve.
She was very happy, but wanted to know-
Why was it so hard to get her Ducks in a row?

PAPERBACK KINDLE

Popular posts from this blog

A Demon's Lament-Halloween PG-13

  I'm called monster, beast and villain, Devil, brute and fiend. When you are a Demon, People can be quite mean. It's not all fun and games, You'd see it is hard work. None are less looked up to. You think we are just jerks. It's hard to look like this- With large horns and deep red skin. With fangs that don't fit in my mouth over sharp and jutting chin. You can say I look unique, at best. People run away and scream. Can you imagine what that does To a Demon's self esteem? Don't get me started on the horns! They get caught on everything! Branches, doorways, spider webs, Wind chimes and silly string. There's no clothing made for us. That's why we're fashion fails- Hats won't fit misshapen heads, Jeans have no holes for tails. And I work in a real Hell hole. That is a literal  claim. As bad as you think your office is, At least there's no sulfuric flames. The water cooler's always hot, There is no central air. We have these dumb stabili

A Ghost's Lament

You'd think it fun as a ghost, But you have not thought it through. We have more problems than most. These laments I share are so true. I used to love drink and feast! How I loved burgers and fries! But now eating and dining has ceased- I can only enjoy with my eyes. Dressing up to go out was so fun! I'd wear makeup and don a nice blouse! But since this ghost life has begun I found I cannot leave this house! Can you hear the boredom in my voice? I twiddle my thumbs for ages! Even reading is no longer a choice When your fingers pass through the pages. And the new tenants have horrible taste! You should see what they've done with my room! Orange paint slapped on with such haste. And ugh!  You should smell her perfume! And it's I they have tried to evict! With "exorcists" and bundles of sage. Trust me, it's not them I'd have picked! Their awful habits fill me with rage! She picks her nose and he chews too loud, Dirty dishes piling up in the sink. Whoever

Out Cold

As Winter was approaching Lizard felt chill in the air. Being so cold-blooded She needed to prepare. She wasn't like the mammals- Their body heat came from inside. Instead she was affected By the temperature outside. In Summer she stayed warm With the strong heat of the sun. But she would feel so cold Once the Autumn had begun. Every year she searched For a place to warm her bones. So into a hole she'd go Or find some sun-warmed stones. But Winter was so pretty- There was so much fun to do! She'd maybe learn to ski Or try out new snowshoes. The white blanket that covered All the land and all the trees Was beautiful and peaceful, Despite the low degrees. So this year would be different. She would try a brand new plan. She'd need to find a way To stay warm in the cold land. It was still mid-Autumn, She had time to plot her course And begin her search For a portable heat source. The first idea that came Was to carry a bright torch. She found an old matchstick, But her fing