The Beautiful Brown-Headed Duck

I saw that duck just yesterday, Today, he's back again, Still quacking in that raucous way, Since he did way back when... Yet he's so cute and tame as well, He's eaten half my bread, I bet his tummy's bound to swell, Now that he's fully fed! Instead of simply paddling by With webbed feet at first rate, I hope he's still got strength to fly, Because he's put on weight... I've put a broad smile on his face He didn't have before, Perhaps he'll like the Human Race, We're sharers that's for sure... We like to feed the ducks we meet, There's joy in giving, friends, A joy that's innocent and sweet, A joy that never ends... As long as bakers have the dough And I've the dough to pay, I'll feed that little so-and-so And hope I make his day! Denis Martindale January 2017. A poem based on a magnificent Stephen Gayford wildlife painting. Google search phrases gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...