Dana Feeds the Hungry Ducks
Dana sits alone on the wooden dock
she has fun throwing breadcrumbs
to the hungry and excited ducks;
they rush to catch them in droves
so confident she won't hurt them unlike
the other naughty kids who throw rocks
scattering them through the big park...
and spreading their wings they croak.
Dana, try to keep those menacing boys away,
tell them not to hurt any of these cute ducklings;
they are very gentle and love to swim in small groups...
this blue lake is their home and they deserve to play.
To harm these creatures is like harming babies;
stand up and catch those stones, stop their pain;
in their kingdom they must be free as the others,
sing them your song and they will gladly refrain.
Dana, the more you feed them the more they come;
and racing, they splash water under your dangling feet;
they are your friends now, and this bond builds love...
something that delights even angels whenever you meet.
Written on 5/6/2016
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