River Dance

Walking along the river

there was quite a sight to see.

All the water fowl were doing something grand -

I call it river dance

and it looked real swell.

First some ducks swooped down

and did a turn or two in a circle,

then they flapped their wings

and did a few jumps.

Water splashed like a fountain,

spurting colorful droplets,

into the air.

Down the path,

came the waddle wake,

ducks on parade,

in the summer sun.

Down came some geese,

gaggling and calling.

They swam to and for,

sort of like a tango.

The most graceful of all,

that came to call,

was a lovely swan with cygnets.

They all did a delightful waltz,

upon the ripples of the river.

Some seagulls joined in the fun,

under that warm sun,

bobbing along with the flowing river.

It was the most wondrous,

river dance -

I had ever seen before.