
It’s a sad and lonely life I lead
drifting slowly across the lake
till with a splash into the reeds
I dive and choose which meal to take
a fish, a frog sometimes an eel
are caught and then devoured by me
but come Springtime such a meal
will be shared with my family
of hen and chicks if we’re so blessed
waiting patiently on the nest.
Love this, Bobby
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