Colourful Duck!

My word, that duck was colourful! No wonder he felt glad, You see, he looked so loveable, Content with all he had... Admired by the ducks nearby, He waddled spritely past, As if a giant butterfly, No need to feel downcast... Red Admirals were put to shame By such a one as he, For next to him, they'd look quite tame, He was a sight to see... With reds and whites and blues and greens And yellows, browns and more, For some you could call inbetweens, If you were keeping score... My camera clicked away to catch, A sight so memorable, Because, to me, he had no match, He was that colourful! With him in mind, I bought new clothes, My image to enhance... With fancy cuffs and fancy bows, Now I'm the fancypants! Denis Martindale, copyright December 2015. Poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting, by artist Stephen Gayford. Google-search gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.