Feeding the Ducks

The bread bin been raided, dungarees on Down to the park with the ducks and my mum. Dandelions and Daffodils decorate the bank. Big dogs and little dogs staging fake fights. Daisy chains necklaces made for fun, petals pulled off, love me, love me not I'm down in the park feeding the ducks. Dads down on the bank side drowning a maggot. I'm sat on a pier with my dangling legs, just feeding the ducks. Ducklings are quacking and following mum The drake diving for food and fine dining on grubs The day light is fading and my mind wonders off And I remember reading Beatrix Potters books And just can't help but wonder if this is the original jemina puddleduck These days are for dreaming and feeding the ducks As daddy long legs dance on the pond and then it's time for dinner and a nice drive home . 04052016 comp entry