The loons that live upon the lake
Try their best to babies make
They wait ‘til June and build a nest
They pick a spot they think is best
Taking turns they sit thereon
Two eggs tops, but likely one
They did the same this time last year
It didn’t work, Oh dear, Oh dear!
Let’s hope this time they do succeed
Since loons, my favorite waterfowl breed
Look and sound marvelous upon the lake
Parents and a baby would happy me make
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until that day, I will more like
be sleepless, and so mighty fight
with tiredness, so soon to dream
of loons a skipping in my dreams
a haunting lullaby
my loons, then fly away
another year
with fledglings here
;D
Personally, I luv it. Kind of like loons you know.