i
sat
on the shore
of
the lake
tossing pellets
to
the passing
fowl

an
older gentleman
sat near
watching

you look
sad.

he said

i nodded

need to
chat.

i
asked
if he
ever
wished
he could
do it all
over
again
make
better
choices

that would just
make
two more
of
them.

i
looked
at him
in
confusion

he smiled

it would be
a
pair o’ducks.