Thank You
Today started happily,
For this chuffed Old Duck
When she looked at Poetry Soup
She could not believe her luck
She was the poet of the day
Can you imagine that?
She was so surprised and pleased.
She waddled, and she quacked.
She fluffed up her feathers,
And dusted her beak
Still quacking loudly
As she sat down on a seat.
She picked up her pen,
Because she wanted to write
To her Poetry Soup friends,
To show her delight,
On her win of the poet of the day
Now cannot find the words to say.
Thank you, in an Old Duck way
So I will quack adieu
With sincere, heartfelt, Thanks to you.
PS This is one of those times
when words are not enough.
Take care, Shirley
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2023
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