Thursday, February 14, 2013

Ducks in the pond one morning in Holland



As I look out into the morning light,

I watch as the moon drifts slowly out of sight.

A light fog drifts through the air,

As ducks and geese take flight with flare.

Frost covers the milky grass,

Setting to sleep all the winged ones at last.

I look through the trees and then beyond

Waves like an arrow float across the pond.



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