The little boy looked out at the lake with his fishing pole
He wonders about the fishes he'll catch, like Dad he does pose
Watching his Father and mimicking exactly what he does
He looks out at the rippling water at the duck he loves
It's long white neck and feathers make him happy
"What kind of Duck is he Daddy?"
" A swan." His Father answers with a smirk.
The boy fine with this explanation goes back to work.
Full of joy, thinking of a day spent along side his Dad
There's no way he could ever be mad...
The fresh wind blowing through his hair
He can smell the fresh lake air...
Full of flowers,crickets,frogs,and more
He'll dream about this all tonight for sure!
It's time to go and he hasn't caught a minnow
But he just thinks "I will Next time we go"
Heading off with his Dad hand in hand
He feels like They own this Marsh Land.
Author notes
...just what I think a little boy would do at the lake...(I'm a girl)
A contest entry
- The Eye Of A Child. Picture Pompt. by Pete Greenslade.
400 points, ended December 29, 2008, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What's your first impresion?
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Well done and congrats on the silver!
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Thank you very much!
I'm very proud!
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yes he will dream of his grrown up outing with his dad..i enjoyed this,,,good luck
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THANK YOU FOR THE SILVER PETER!
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Such a sweet and loving story, how it means so much to that little kid who just spend his day with his dad...
(I'm a boy),
The swan
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ANTONIO!!! ( THE BOY) I WON SILVER...
LOVE,
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You deserve it my beautiful princess
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