A Story About My Little Duck

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Once upon a time in a big bright green meadow,
A little duck walked - a duck wearing a hair bow.

The sun was shining and all was so bright,
And in this meadow of flowers, the duck flew a kite.

Then all of the sudden, the wind came blowing by!
And the little duck’s hair bow blew into the sky.

“Wait!” Cried the duck, “Don’t blow anywhere!
Oh, now what to do? What shall I wear in my hair?”

The little duck let her kite fall to the ground.
She would not rest until her hair bow was found!

See, her hair bow was special, something no one else had
It wasn’t magical, but it still made her glad.

She’d made it herself with love and with care
Oh, she wanted her hair bow to be back in her hair!

But then in the meadow she heard a nice sound,
A little girl giggling and jumping around.

“Look what I found!” she told her mother nearby.
“Can I keep it? Please? It’s so pretty, and fell straight from the sky!”

“Well,” Said her mother, “I suppose that you may.
It is a pretty bow. Yes, a beautiful bow for a beautiful day!”

So the little girl now had the bow in her hair,
The little duck was sad but then giggles came back through the air.

“Courtney”, for that was the little girl’s name,
“Yes, that bow is much better for you and your games.”

The little duck liked sharing that bow
And she thought it’d be neat to share more, you know.

So that little duck makes hair bows with love and with joy
And gives them to little girls to wear and enjoy.

And now, one for you! Your own bow, oh, what luck!
Made with love, from me, your friend, Mrs. Duck


Written by Donna Travis
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