The Lost Duck Read Count : 46

Category : Poems

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The snow is falling,
a little white carpet, 
is formed.... 
on the waterfront.

Well little duck...
All alone!

Where are you going?

Searching for nice company? 
It's so thinny.

Your friends are sleeping, 
or 
perhaps...... hiding. 

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    Jan 17, 2021

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