The Pond and its Birds

These birds that live on the banks of the pond
Are the reason we give thanks to the pond.

The muscovy ducks with their feather coats
Brass-green as the waters flanking the pond;

The poking beaks of the white ibises 
Who sometimes descend in ranks on the pond;

The tall, fluffy wood stork we wish to hug,
Who with lengthy gray beak shanks through the pond;

The cormorant who spreads its wings to dry
On the bridge's wooden planks at the pond;

The limpkin dappled with brown and white spots
Eating the mollusks it yanks from the pond;

The great white egret and grand herons gray
Who wade with their legs so lank through the pond;

And Lefty the mallard, though he can't fly,
His personality anchors the pond.

So prays the ♡ and W who trace
All that they love in this tranquillest pond.