pond at dawn

ponds crackled

first light hits

ducks come out of

hiding

the reeds they knew

all night

have shed their grey

protective light

now bright green

with the early morning

sun

the little fish go soaring

through the once dark waters

now so blue

the swan it shows off

icy white her feathers

shimmer in the dawns first light

id love to sit and ponder thee

to just sit and watch the 

ponds family

the peace the serenity

the still waters joy

alas I'm not a duck

its work I have to do

ill see you later my sweet

pond and sweet little families

when I next come to see

sunrise shed its glowful light

on thee

as I sit under that great gum tree

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

And they will all be waiting to welcome you Julie. Your delightful poem is is filled with nature’s images and joy. Little fishes, swans and quacking ducks-“ The pond’s family”and so it is, magical. Colorful, musical, beautiful. Love it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

all that peace shattered by responsibility....

j.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

A cute and playful melody throughout --specifically the ending with its quaint rhyming.
I see it now with the ducks and scene on the waters.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

wrote quickly with coffee sunday am