Our Mallard Story

They rarely need a home I begged
So we built our new mallards a little duck pond
In October, we added a little duck house, up the hill, for protection.
Then of course, a dog bed, which they liked.

We were installing a little heater in Mid-November
but they flew away
Not to worry my neighbor told us. “They will be back in the spring.”
Maybe by then we will not have to install an air conditioning unit in the duck house.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace