Two Ugly Ducklings

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    Two Ugly Ducklings

    Sometimes it may seem that the climb is hardest when we don't stop to smell the roses.

    The ugly duckling has it's own way

    The ugly duckling lost it's way

    The ugly duckling has it's way

    The beautiful, the strong, the powerful feelings of wonder and great might

    In it's own place

    In it's own time

    The ugly duckling heeds no warning

    The ugly duckling fears no one

    The ugly duckling will persevere

    watch and you will see

    This ugly duckling will soon fly away

    Away it will fly

    To the Southland

    Or maybe even the Motherland

    This ugly duckling was weak, but then became strong

    Two ugly ducklings went walking one day

    They stumbled on a path, a course to true destiny

    Can't imagine the spark that was already growing there

    Like magic their love flowed in and out with pure delight

    It's when they became swans that we wonder if they will still be together

    Two ugly ducklings became two remarkably beautiful swans

    No longer searching for true love, because they already found it

    Two beautiful swans went walking one day

    And found the lone ugly duckling looking for love

    One beautiful swan went to give comfort and care

    The other beautiful swan went away jealous and enraged

    Although nothing happened between beautiful swan and ugly duckling

    The two beautiful swans that were once in love are now far apart

    Nothing can erase the love that was once there

    And nothing shall ever replace it


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    mustascheman commented on Two Ugly Ducklings

    05-12-2010

    Poor ducky....no worries though...even in my Hell ugly ducklings are welcome.....of course they are served with a fine white wine and stewed...lol. Interesting use of metaphor.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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