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Mother Swan

Soaring above the lake of my summer home. Bringing back supper from arduous roam. The oak trees lined the lake with beauty so serine. With birds of life flying into the trees as they sing. I gently land slowly on a pristine mirrored lake. As my feet skid on the water, creating a wake. Majestically, my wings flared open for my gentle rest My young hatchlings swam to me as they leave their nest. Gently, I nudge them back to our sacred abode. Sharing worms with them as their beaks take hold. Contentedly, I sighed as my love for them fills my heart. Soon, sadness will come as they will be ready to part. Until then, I will guide them into this life of beauty that never ends. As I, a mother, will always watch them with love and lament.

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