little duckling he wanders around the great big pond when his eyes begin to close, he finds a lily pad to rest on he will dream of only good things when he wakes up he will begin a new day dragon flies weave through the sky, but he is in no hurry. as far as he knows, he will live forever the lily pad provides him a home. the birds sing lullabies and the fish perform just for him their tails flowing underwater like ribbons as the sun cradles him in its arms, he drifts off to sleep heartbeat in sync with the gentle lap of waves.
poem in desc! ^ hope you enjoy!
