Dearest little duckling
I hope you find your way home
Waddling through blades of grass
Back to the green-tinted lake
That you are safe in this rain
Pouring in thunderous prosper
Bringing life back into every living space
From the golden petals in the meadow
To the ducks walking past
Dearest little duckling
I am sure your mother wonders
Where you have wandered off to
That she is looking high and low
With tears welling at her eyes
Wishing you were back in her row
That your little brothers and sisters
Miss you beyond your belief
Dearest little duckling
You have brought joy to this giant
When you came pecking at my boots
As much I as wish you would stay
I know there is a brood
Who are looking for you
That want you back
More than you can imagine
S. Kavi (she/her) is a South Indian American poet, writer, and artist from Texas.
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