By the waters edge...
Reflections of the sun wearing it's cloudy cloak
As the ripples yield to the calm breeze,
They appear like rolling shards...
Upsetting the grace and rhythmic paddling of the
Swan as she lowers her head,
Browsing beneath the glistening surface to fetch
A meagre catch for her signets squawking
impatiently as if they've waited so long to be fed.
By the waters edge...
Much of life trickles by...
Brimming over on levels without pride...
or apology set in the play of their natural worlds,
As Winter dances to its tune here and there...
Stealing the warmth from Autumn's curse.
Reflections of the sun wearing it's cloudy cloak
As the ripples yield to the calm breeze,
They appear like rolling shards...
Upsetting the grace and rhythmic paddling of the
Swan as she lowers her head,
Browsing beneath the glistening surface to fetch
A meagre catch for her signets squawking
impatiently as if they've waited so long to be fed.
By the waters edge...
Much of life trickles by...
Brimming over on levels without pride...
or apology set in the play of their natural worlds,
As Winter dances to its tune here and there...
Stealing the warmth from Autumn's curse.
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