Feeding the Ducklings From the Ledge
I sit at the end of the wooden pier
Near the river’s edge
As the current cool water veers
Unhindered away from the ledge
Watching the swirls on the water surface
As the ducklings swim, as they leave the sedge
Aware of my bare feet, splashing the blue surface
For bread crumbs as I stretch to feed them from the ledge
Lapping sounds echo against the pier
As river takes a breath from its creator
Then drew away without fear
Mixed with calm melody of nature
I sit at the end of the wooden pier
Near the river’s edge
As the current cool water veers
Feeding the ducklings from the ledge
5/4/2016
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