the pond.

it was alive over at the pond today.
my boy's pink toes peeking just behind 
the black chair on wheels, 
him snuggled inside.
i rolled us past the rickety wooden bridge, 
a large man on a bike 
with his dog tied to a bright blue leash
glided just behind us, 
he spoke up:
"passing you on the right!"
the dog's tongue flopped all over the edges of his
gaping mouth 
as we both stared at each other briefly in 
the passing. 
over by one edge of the water, 
there was a party of ducks socializing, 
splashing and swimming 
and dunking their entire auriculars 
deep into the water 
and their bills would pop up victoriously.
the boy pointed his tiny finger at them 
in glee.
there was so much to see. 
the sun shimmered over the surface of the water
as we made our way around the loop, 
the pond shined with 
diamonds in its hands. 
the green foliage that framed the waters's edge 
were emerald jewels laid gracefully 
around her neck. 
a flock of geese soared just above the surface,
gaining speed 
and taking off into the sky 
it looked as if they all had spoken ahead of time 
to meet there, 
and they would depart for their trip south.
together. 
we walked some more, 
taking the same trail that meandered 
around the pond, 
retracing our steps 
yet this time was different.