On the Pond
Ducks flutter,
ducks glide
away and back.
On the pond there
are some but more in,
that's a fact.
Little dragons buzz
their fragile
wings.
As they skim the surface
with the tune of a swing.
The fish dart
around leaving
small, and soft
waves. Though not
many on top those
below are more brave.
Little tadpoles
swim only in
groups, for their
mothers and fathers
were all part of the
loop.
At night,
When it's quiet
the loon always
sings to warn or
to worry
all together
in spring.
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