Of ducks and sunsets

As the sun sank low
down there in the west
its day labours done
and time for a rest
a lone duck swam by
on the lake bathed in gold
silhouetted right there
that circumstance sold

And I breathed deep a sigh
at magnificence here
idyllic and magical
tinged with a tear
that trickled with joy
down a cheek as I stood
and took all this in
and knew it was good


Photo – Jempics

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