A magnificent male mallard

waddles across a suburban lawn

unaware of how lost he is.

Where did you come from?

The woods are far from here.

So is the river.

He is joined by a robin

and a chattering squirrel

before a flock of his fellows flies by

and he takes off after them.

A plaintive "Quack, Quack, Quack" -

"Wait for me, guys!"

The mystery is solved -

In this world of wonder

how odd is it to forget ducks fly?