I Am a Swan
I was born one day with the glistening sun.
Mom says I am her baby and I have a name;
One of twelve called Cygnet born amongst leaves,
Dad has taught me how to swim and in two days I could.
I am not much to look at right now,
But one day I will be a majestic trumpeter swan;
With white elegant plumage, powerful and graceful,
All day we drift on a slow, undisturbed wetland marsh.
Mom and Dad showed me how to submerge.
I love to eat underwater plants and small fish;
Life so far has been peaceful but one day I will fly.
I weep when I think of leaving my beloved swan family;
Silently we float along in harmony and love,
But I am just a little baby dreaming in the nest;
Just a baby who loves his truly beautiful Mom and Dad.
Oh, and I love my siblings too and the other drifting swans.
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May 9, 2015
Poetry/Personification/I am a Swan
Copyright Protected, ID 05-671-642-09
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
Swan meaning - true beauty, power of self, love, grace
Written for the Standard contest, Picture Yourself a Bird,
sponsor, Andrea Dietrich, Judged 2015
Fifth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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