I just got relaxed when she tugged at my sleeve. <br />'Mamma, mamma, when can we leave? ' <br />With hopeful eyes that seemed to shout, <br />'Mamma, mamma, when can we go out? ' <br />So we got in the car and started to drive. <br />To the pond in the woods where the ducks thrive. <br />My little girl, she loves those birds, <br />I can tell by her face she is lost for words. <br />Her sweet little face all scrunched with joy. <br />Why can't she be happy with a teddy or a toy? <br />The ducks came round and started to quack. <br />It was then I realised why we had to go back. <br />My girl hadn't realised and giggled like mad. <br />I bit my lip, if I told her now she'd be really sad. <br />In a panic I thought of an excuse in my head. <br />How was I to tell her I'd forgotten the bread? !<br /><br />Stephanie Dower<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/duck-pond/
