Seven ducklings in a row,
Saw a puddle, there they go.
Splish, splash, splops they do flops.
They look like little yellow mops.
Webby feet kick here and there,
upside down, high in the air.
Ducks and puddles go hand in hand.
Ducklings paddling, ain’t life grand!
But Mama calls, it’s time to go.
They hear her call and they all know,
To come a running straight away.
The swimming’s over for today.
Seven ducklings in a row
Follow Mama all in tow.
To the nest, far from the puddle.
Soon fall asleep as they all cuddle.
Donna L Sadd, all rights reserved
A BIG SHOUT OUT to Laura Thomas for this prompt…who doesn’t love ducklings in rain puddles?
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