Swans

By Carolyn Hanks

	Sentinels of the water.
	 	So gracefully sitting.
	Perceiving danger from without -
		         	 or – in –
		As they are quietly gliding.

	So vulnerable to destruction –
		This lovely whiteness 
			   	 on the pond.
	Whether gun or man’s pollution,
		ever silent…………
			  	 and then gone!

	







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