My Own Tale
January 7, 2019
The land of green, so fresh and pure, promises peace and tranquility
Traveling far and long, bare heel and toe, tests their capability
Four mademoiselles, I the shortest and smallest in stature
Making our quest we spot many tyrant flycatchers
Hoping to find a place of restful presence
Where nothing and no one protake in misfeasance
Considering the hardship of life and the hand I was dealt
It is only right that I inform you on a subject that is purely heartfelt
Listen to the words I am about to express
Once I am finished you may have to rethink your faithfulness
Late in the evening the sun low on the horizon fills with shades of rose and tangerine
A mother duck waits patiently for her offsprings to arrive hoping that it will not be unforeseen
To her surprise, it did not take long
Before she knew it her babies were singing little birdsongs
Less than a dozen golden ducklings began to appeared
Unfortunately the biggest egg didn’t hatch and the mother began to fear
Suddenly came a peck and a crack
To surprise the baby duck was grey and ugly and mother began to have a panic attack
Huge feet and greasy feather, the other ducklings did not favor him
The next day the mother decided to take them all for a swim
Every day he was pecked and pushed by ducks and even chickens
The ugly duckling wonder what he lacked and what he was missing
One day the duckling couldn’t take it any longer
So he decided enough was enough and began to yonder
He came to a swamp where only wild ducks roamed
He started to think that this could be his new home
But unfortunately the ducks began to say, “ you’re an ugly fellow, you cannot stay.”
So once again the little ugly duckling headed on his way
Lonely and upset he no longer knew what to do
No one seemed to like him he began to get the blues
Winter came and the duckling spent it long and lonesome
At last the the snow melted and the duckling had grew big and strong
He flew high and found himself landing by a lake and heard many swan songs
A feeling of uneasiness took over as he worried about his presentation
He was ashamed of himself and bowed his head low to avoid communication
When he bent his head, he saw his relation, and to surprise he couldn’t believe
But it was in fact, yes, yes indeed
His ugly feather were now snowy white, his neck was curved and slender
He had grown into a swan and his appearance was now splendour
The other swans came near and stroked him with their beaks
The no longer ugly duckling began to smile so large that it hurt his cheeks
Children shouted with joy at the sight of him and even threw some bread
No longer ugly, but with beauty and grace the swan understood that he was just midread
With the land of green now under our feet
And my tale has make you question what really is bittersweet?
Good things come when you least expect it
This goes to show no matter what you should never quit
When life throws you hardship it is to make you stronger
Somes pay-off may take a little longer
Never give up and never doubt
Challenge is something we go without
Now that we can rest in our land of peace
And also let all of our troubles and worries be released
Now that we all accept the cards we are handed
To understand that we are never forever alone even though we may feel stranded
Understanding this now make sure you no longer dwelling in sorrow
For today may be a bad day, but there is always tomorrow
We have now arrived to our destination
So that now we can are all thankful and fill with appreciation