Four ducks, before mid-morning
sitting, facing the sun,
wings hugging against their bodies
sitting still in the sunbeams
warming the sandbar
in the brook
just off the Merrimack
A moment of tranquility
just off the highway
as we all rushed on by
I wonder how many others
saw them, noticed their
still brown forms on the brown
of the sandbar
surrounded by the dark waters
August 12, 2006 20:25
(Raymond A. Foss)
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