Feeding the Ducklings

Feeding the ducklings one day,
I slipped and fell in all the way.
'Though the lake was murky,
the weather was sultry.
I was inclined to stay.

As I floated on my back,
I heard the ducklings quack.
The fluffy clouds rolled by,
an azure coloured sky.
Transported was I
back to my childhood.

Happy times in happy places.
Smiling happy faces.
Sun kissed skin on
sun soaked beaches.
Listening to screeches
of playful children.

Lovely memories to
carry forward in case 
of times I may feel morbid.
So, I am glad now that while
feeding the ducklings one day,
I slipped and fell in all the way.


04/05/2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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July 17, 2016 at 5:51 PM
JEAN, congratulations on your FEEDING THE DUCKY'S win. LUV **SKAT**
Murray Avatar
July 17, 2016 at 7:54 PM
Thank you for dropping by Skat.
Rycroft Avatar
June 7, 2016 at 9:34 AM
Congrats well done good poem xxx
Murray Avatar
June 7, 2016 at 11:32 AM
Thank you Wendy. I like it when they are fun.
Roper Avatar
June 5, 2016 at 11:17 PM
Jean, congratulations on your win!! Hugs Eve
Murray Avatar
June 6, 2016 at 5:30 AM
I had given up hope on this one Eve. That makes the placement all the sweeter. Thank you so much.
Allison Avatar
May 4, 2016 at 7:16 PM
cute write Jean:-) hugs Jan xx
Murray Avatar
May 5, 2016 at 4:47 AM
Hope it made you smile Jan.
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