by RedexNorthumberland, England, UK
Aug 2015 1,012 Views 19 comments
A SUNDAY MORNING SCENE
The V trail led by
Mr duck, was rippling
at a fast speed.
He, seeking bread floating
on top of the water
dropped by the hand
of a wee daughter.
Without invite, a skimming
ot 6,7 more ducks flew in
landing too with a din.
The childs delight was plain to see,
she giggled and nearly toppled
in to swim too, her father
held her reins fast with a laugh.
Breakfast at an end,
and all was quiet again.
Mr duck, was rippling
at a fast speed.
He, seeking bread floating
on top of the water
dropped by the hand
of a wee daughter.
Without invite, a skimming
ot 6,7 more ducks flew in
landing too with a din.
The childs delight was plain to see,
she giggled and nearly toppled
in to swim too, her father
held her reins fast with a laugh.
Breakfast at an end,
and all was quiet again.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2015
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Comments (19)
Kathy
Dad & daughter creating
life long memories
Regds Mick.
Lovely piece of writing!
You paint a charming scene, really beautiful!
Martina xxx
Thanks again for sharing your poem