Babble BabbleA Poem by Anna RiversWhat do we hear outside when by water?
Babble babble babble…
That’s all I hear, While over by the river I draw near. I watch as a duck and her children waddle. All they hear is babble babble. The water I flick With my lucky stick. And still all I hear is babble babble babble. © 2023 Anna Rivers |
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