A Poem About Three Friendly Swans in the Lake

One day in Mt Airy three swans swam in the lake
Claire followed Marge who slowly lagged behind Jake
The water was cool with temps about fifty
The skies were without clouds and sunny
I decided to take hubby’s picture
But the swans swam right up to us
Posing as if wanting a picture
They swam right across the lake
Claire, behind Marge, behind Jake
Weren’t we surprised when they swam right to us
See Claire, Marge and Jake approaching the grass!