The Beautiful Duckling

by Aegis

August 3, 2015

Bright in the blue sky is the most beautiful bird

The kind of a bird that isn't named by a word

But sings a song the world never had heard

It's brilliant yellow feathers breathe in the wind

It's magnificent wings never to be twinned

And it's beautiful beak constantly grinned

Flying high in the sky without a worry one day

It saw a flock of bluebirds not far away

And went over for a hello to say

The bluebirds spun and they flapped

Their positive strength never was sapped

For all day long they rested and napped

Now as our sun of the sky stared at the flock of friends

A thought occurred that she was alone to no end

For she had no siblings for help to lend

And as she stared at the vibrant blue feather

Her desire to be blue festered in the weather

Her desire to be blue aged her more than leather

And so gloomy on one cloudy day

She noticed that no birds flew in the sky today

She looked around but couldn't see one bird to play

Curious as she dove to the trees below

She asked her friends why they stayed so low

And they stared when they realized what she didn't know

"The sun is sad and gone from the sky

The clouds are dark as they race by

And the wind is chilled as it blows us back

So we come down to avoid the black

We miss the sun always out and bright

Beautiful and yellow in its own right

We miss the sun in the way it always grinned

And nothing compares to it's song in the wind

But since the sun turned blue

We've been thus sad too"

The yellow bird stared in turn

At her friends who for her happiness yearn

She saw in their eyes what she had yet to learn

Yellow was her color, and yellow was her song

The color of joy and the color of all song

That she wasn't blue just like she wasn't long

For a blue sun would never shine

Any who thought that were out of their mind

And so she decided to fly her own line

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