And the Ducks came to Stay

Long and hard my son pleaded Like it was all the world his Soul needed Please mom let the ducks come First he tried for the weekend then one He whined and he weedled He cried, prayed, siddled First to his dad and then to me "Just overnight" he said let it be We put up little challenges Little expectations and barrages He failed most, got some too In the end I said, "not the weekend boo" All I can say is we didn't rest or hear His prayers and God came to bear Just like we blunder through life Yet God's grace comes through strife The day shown bright it came so gay And then the nine little ducks came to stay We had fun, we worked a lot as one "And I learnt" my son said, "responsibility and fun" Sometimes we never get the whole picture Or see through the work in the structure We, parents think oh so much work

Children think so much fun, oh duck In all both are entwined in the experience None can be without the other such brillaince In all we grow together and have fun and bond Yet we still work, learn and heal our wound Yeah the ducks came to stay and we all loved