Love a Duck
Love a Duck by debgrant
Not a prayer.
More like a rant.
I’m mad at you.
Why did you make me
Fall in love with ducks?
It would have saved me so much pain.
You know what I am talking about.
When my mother said
I couldn’t have one
and laughed at me for asking.
See what you did?
I never trusted my mother
with a wish after that.
The no was hard enough. But noes happen.
It was the laughter after the no that slaughtered.
I never stopped wishing
I had a duck.
Creator of all ducks and love and me,
what can I do with leftover duck love?
I may feed it to my neighbor
unless you have a better idea,
but just remember,
I’m still mad at you.
Amen.