Icy Pond
Icy Pond …
The ducks played in the pond,
all summer long.
In the barnyard,
the other animals,
the sheep, the pigs and the geese,
enjoyed watching the ducks,
waddling upon the grass.
The horses seeing all the fun,
loudly neighed and laughed along.
Soon summer days dwindled to a close,
the north wind began to blow.
The farmer’s children chased autumn leaves
and the ducks enjoyed playing,
in the colorful drifts.
The horses went running,
across the field,
kicking up leaves as they went by.
The sheep thought it all indignant,
so close to the barn they stayed.
The geese had no complaint
and the pigs oinked sitting in some mud.
Came the day when the animals,
were put into their pens,
the cows munched on sweet hay,
the sheep huddled together,
keeping warm in the barn.
The pigs missed their mud baths,
for outside it was a frozen world.
The geese lay together
and they all peeked out,
to see what the ducks were doing.
Those playful ducks,
didn’t mind at all,
that snowflakes danced about,
they were busy doing the duck dance –
slipping and sliding on the frozen pond.
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Rasma, this is a delightful story of barnyard animals. The playful ducks keep them all entertained. Very nicely penned and a joy to read. Well done, dear poetess.
Thank you, Phyllis. My inspiration came from the ducks that fill our parks here staying the winter.
Lovely imagery and life on a farm duly described in a playful verse. Much enjoyed Rasma.
Thank you, Tony.