I stopped to look over a bridge.
I see the river flow not a stream.
Then two ducks come floating over rocks
As they swim in the water like a team.
Now the two ducks are moving faraway.
One is brown and one green.
I can not believe what my eyes have seen.
I can walk down this street in my neighborhood again.
Maybe next time I will see ten.
Margaret Harrison
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