Mallards

A Poem by Richard D. Hartwell

I saw three glinting
Emerald mallards
Dawning through the sky,
Meandering purposefully,
Above the ground fog,
Sadly searching for a
Lost pond in the mist.

I saw a dead mallard
On the way to work today.

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