A sudden gust of misty breeze rushed in <br />And left pinheads of wet on windblown hair. <br />Though swans still floated in for late dinner <br />I had to go and leave them mutely there. <br />Such galleon-feathered whiteness, rare sight <br />Which catches breath away, over twenty <br />Swans together, gracing sunshine's last light, <br />As clouds loomed in, dropping gloom again. <br /> <br />Where better to see nature, - in array <br />Along a lake or pond, where goose and duck <br />Are searching now for nest-sites. Then they lay <br />Their future broods that when once hatched will look <br />For all the world like clockwork toys, darting, <br />So alive to mothers' wings, thus fleeing harm. <br />Around this watery world I walk, as part <br />Of daily habit, - - to embrace it's calm.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-waterway-walk/
