Oh, peaceful ducks, serene and free

In dawn's soft light by waters clear,
The ducks awake, no hint of fear.
Feathers gleam, both brown and green,
Glimpses of gold in morning sheen.

With rippling wakes they skim and glide,
Together, side by side they bide.
They quack and chatter, dive and play,
In river’s flow or pond’s calm sway.

Their paddling feet, so small yet strong,
Push them gently all day long.
A simple life, a graceful dance,
Bound by water’s wide expanse.

Oh, peaceful ducks, serene and free,
Your quiet grace is balm to see.