The Beautiful Duckling

there he lay all curled up in a ball laying out in the sun to dry his silky down feathers who could have imagined this little duckling was really a swan the prime of the litter and the joy of his mother who could have imagined that all the ridicule and all the heartache was over nothing this beautiful duckling was destined for greatness he will walk across the edge of the pond and proclaim his love for another he will never cower now now that his identity is truly revealed he never was an ugly duckling no, not ever he was just a beautiful swan in wait for this magical moment! gwendolen rix 12-12-14