He Sleeps Like All Babies

nestled in the lily of the valley leaves is baby swan He looks all cozy in the droplets of morning dew. I spied him secured there at daybreak, an April dawn What a pretty baby, his bill has a teensy touch of blue. He sleeps like all babies, content, knowing his mama’s love. He is snug and tidy in plants that are moist and deep. I know she is watching out for him, as are angels from above. I do not bother him, simply let him enjoy his needed sleep.