There once was a duck sitting all alone,
Out in the rain, alone in the cold.
Crying and shaking all through the night,
Left on a doorstep when dust covered the light.
Sitting, crying, sad.
Sitting, crying, no mom, no dad.
All alone left to fight.
But how do you fight when you have no might?
Little did the duck know,
Far from this land,
There was a mom and dad on the other side of the sea, Searching and searching, searching for me.
Then one day the duck got to play,
In a large room with three other ducklings who were: Sad, alone, crying.
But in came moms and dads.
I couldn’t believe, that I had a mom,
A mom who was there, there for for me.
I cried and cried because I was scared.
Not knowing that someone could love and care. Love and care for me.
The mom took the duck back home across the seas.
Back to a state with nothing but lakes and snow.
The mom took the duck back to a place that the duck didn’t know. The duck was surprised to see a home,
A home where there was a mom and a dad, two other girls too. The family saw how the duck was covered in dirt,
So they cleansed and cleansed and cleansed and cleansed,
Until the duck was finally clean.
Free from the past that held her back. Free from the pain and she has gained. Free from the hurt that made her cry. Free from the demons that hid inside. And for once no one gave up on the duck.