Watching ducks feed in a park.

Feeding ducks

One day while seating in the park

I was feeding ducks

No drama just rest and enjoying the flock

Some of the ducks were more aggressive and did not want to share

While others just walk around and did not seem to care

They move towards me when they knew I had food

They knew I would not chase them or spoil their mood

Their colors were white, gray and even brown

Life must be nice for a duck when food is around

None of them left or took to flight

Until the food was all gone or while it was still light

Once the food was gone they quickly move on their way

There is more food to come another day

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