Mama's Seven Prize Ducklings

Waddling down tangerine trails
  Carrying their favorite marmalade pails
Mama Duck and her seven prize ducklings
  Waved 'Hi' to a sandy-shelled snail  

Leaving their pails in soft saffron sand
  The ducklings waded into the foam
Bobbing along bubbly and twinkling surf
  They sang out: "No place like home" 

Later they found crystal sand in their pails
  Built mighty forts and castles galore
Mama's darling, dazzling-white ducklings
  Couldn't have asked her for anything more




              March 25, 2020
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Shaw Avatar
March 31, 2020 at 1:00 AM
Such a sweet poem, Gerson, you put some joy into the day there just thinking about it, loved the use of colours throughout, happy days . . . : )
Faulkner Avatar
March 29, 2020 at 5:42 PM
I meant to comment on this earlier - this is so precious, so adorable, so cuddly - the world needs adorable, cuddly moments now!
Wolf Avatar
March 29, 2020 at 7:32 PM
The ducklngs and Mama thank you. From our web to th world wide web, :) :) gw
Krutsinger Avatar
March 29, 2020 at 1:42 AM
This is so much fun to read. I liked it immediately. Picturing it with a wide smile as I read.
Wolf Avatar
March 29, 2020 at 12:56 PM
Yes. This one is definitely right in your wheelhouse, Caren. Thanks for the support. ~ Gershon
Somadas Avatar
March 27, 2020 at 1:35 AM
Wonderful poem..So sweet and lovely..A refresher to the present mind..Stay safe with your ducklings Gershon..
Wolf Avatar
March 27, 2020 at 3:07 PM
Ducklings are all wearing masks and webbed gloves, swimming at least 3 duck lengths from one another, and no going 'bottoms up!' Thanks, Jenish. :) gw
Proxenos Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 9:55 AM
Hi Gershon ever so cute! ducklings are darlings, how can they be served in 5 star restaurants with roast potatoes and assorted veg - so bizarre makes me want to be a vegetarian, although I am halfway there! Great write, Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Wolf Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 7:03 PM
Eat the 'lng,' not the duck! Then you'll be a half-vegetarian! There you go! Smiles, Gershon
Adams Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 11:54 PM
I love the beach and this poem allowed me to momentarily escape there... love this Gershon... adorable! hugs
Wolf Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 8:49 AM
Hey, stay down at the beach a while! The tide's out due to 'wave distancing!' Cheers, my friend! Warm wishes, Gershon
Buehler Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 10:14 PM
This is so charming, Gershon! I enjoyed this cute tale of the duck family's marvelous day at the beach. Best of wishes.
Wolf Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 8:41 AM
Mama Duck and the d'lings are happy that you like this one. Thank you for your support, Evelyn, and stay healthy! Warm wishes, Gershon
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