AND THEN THERE WERE TWO

AND THEN THERE WERE TWO

Each morning in April
They crossed the highway
To get out back of my house
And sleep the morn away;
Next to the ocean blue
They'd wake up to go swim
And then at suppertime
I'd see them once again.

The three were a family
They watched each others back
And stayed close together
As they'd go "quack quack";
I saw them grow up
And watched them with pride
My little duck friends
Stayed close by my side.

But in the month of May
There were only two
Lovely mallards in my yard
And it makes me blue;
A dead one lay alone
Closer to the highway
I guess he never made it
When he crossed on Friday.

Now I have just two ducks
Who seem to be so sad
Was the dead duck their mother
Or was it their ol' dad?
They still swim and sleep
They still watch one another
But I know how much they miss
Their sister or their brother.