The Cool Silent Circle
In a circular route they swim,
Safe from the
treacherous crowd,
They present a
lively picture,
On waters free from jagged rocks,
Free from
malcontent and fear,
They present a
whimsical picture,
They beguile her
as she passes by,
She stops to stare
as she cannot slip,
She can rejoice
that they do feel safe,
In triumph,
contented they swim on.
Quack!
© W. Heron, 2008
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