My Little Duckling

Just so you know, there is a lighter side to my persona. When I was in my 20s, living in Munich, Germany, working for the United States Army, I spent a lot of time writing poetry. Not much poetry because it took me awhile to get it close to being right. It’s things like this that I like to share with those who follow me on Twitter and Facebook. Compliments of the Gospel of JJ.

 

 

MY LITTLE DUCKLING

 

 I had a little duckling,

I called him Socrates,

He was so very naughty

And very hard to please.

 

He’d wake me in the morning

With little peeps of rhyme,

I’d tell him to be quite

And give me peace of mind.

 

When he was unhappy,

I’d take him to the sea

To play upon the wet warm sand

And perch upon my knee.

 

He loved no more than bathing

In mothers coffee cup,

I’d fill it to the brim

With sparkling seven up.

 

He loved the little bubbles

To run along his sides,

It made him feel so happy

And then he’d run and hide.

 

But I knew where to find him

Wherever he may go,

He’d leave his tracks all over

Like footprints in the snow.

 

But time has passed on by now,

He grew too old, you see,

I no longer have my duckling,

I had him with my tea.

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