Submitted to : Short Story Slam Week 10: Children's Literature
The day is young,
The air is fresh with a rainbow in the sky,
Duck is alone,
and he decides to learn how to fly.
He has wings,
and feathers, the way birds do,
“I’m ready to change things.”
Duck decides to have his dream come true.
But, no matter how hard he tries,
He couldn’t lift himself up to the air.
Thus, frustrations gives him blue,
and he begins to envy anything that ends with flies,
dragonflies, fireflies, butterflies, …name a few...
“Life is unfair.”
Duck thinks, frowning at everything, old or new.
The cow moos, loudly;
The butterfly speaks, timidly;
Bothered by the curious squirrel,
Duck decides not to start a quarrel,
Feeling like screaming,
He takes off his clothes,
and jumps into the pond next to where he is standing,
Duck is swimming,
With his animal friends remain close,
The water is cold,
Yet it feels perfect for him,
“Life is gold!”
Duck tells himself, breathing a sigh of relief.