Baby Ducks In April
Mama Mallard's hatchlings so downy and sweet,
she's proud to show them, springtime is complete,
waddling along the lake with her brood in tow,
Daddy Mallard quacks as people stroll to and fro,
decked in pastel clothes with cameras in hand,
photographing the baby ducks on a weekend grand.
The baby ducks in April are here,
toddlers feed them, grinning ear to ear.
Daffodils bright yellow, honeybees full of pollen,
Mama Mallard leads them to water, all in.
Spring brings animal babies to the earth,
we delight at their sight as we're full of mirth.
Copyright © Regina Elliott | Year Posted 2024
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