The Ducks Are Free

Within my sight of ocean breeze I see the curve of earth and sea The little ducks as they walk about A show of wings for a simple handout. White clouds pass, subtle and calm Giving rest to the sun upon the kiddie pond The sunlight twinkles as the children play Together they're dancing within the waves. Here comes a duck with questioning eyes A piece of bread or even some pie? Bikinis and trunks play in the sand Not one of them lovers, not one holding hands. This all seems distracted as in playful dispute The beach is so quiet, maybe they're mute The glare of the sun brings me back to my write I see the seagulls attacking a kite. Although the beach I thought serene This one corrects me of all I have seen Only the ducks seem peaceful to know Their questioning eyes and hunger side show. The people are sad or poor I bet To come to this beach, in silence get wet If this is the price of the beach for me I'll come for the ducks, the ducks are free. BY: DARREN J McMURRAY September 14, 2008