each year
when baby ducks
were led
from the garden
behind the school
through crowds of
children, teachers, praise
over bright, linoleum floors
to the lobby
where all applauded
duckling footsteps
to the door
they would leave
the nest
smooth, round tables
long days of numbers and words
for dreams of water songs and wings
made real
~abigler 2013
photo credit: stevehdc via photopin cc
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