It was a sunny spring day on the farm. Under a tall tree, a black cat went to sleep in the sun. In the farmyard, the farmer fed his cows, And little white lambs ran in the field. Mother Duck took her ducklings back to the farmyarrd. The duckling walked behind their mother One, two, three, four, five…six. They walked past the lambs in the field. They walked past the cows in the yard. They walked past the black cat Mama duckling frowned Other duckling clowend The other ducklings taunted him And teased him till he cried. They called him names, till he want to run away and hide he was an ugly duckling "feathers all stubby and brown" "I have the nose of an ant eater, " "I'm lanky, and not that tall " "Big feet and strong legs" "Smelled like rotten egg." So he ran away, It was summer now, and the sun was hot. The ugly dukling ran across green fields. He ran up and down hills. He swam across rivers, and he swam across streams. He flapped his wings, and ran faster. One morning, the ugly duckling was on the pond with his friends. He heard a sound. "It's a dog!" he cried "I can hear a dog barking!" he saw the big black dog as it ran through the tress. Then he saw a man with a big bag. The ugly duckling was very scared. It was autumn now, and the wind was cold. The ugly duckling ran across brown fields. He ran up and down hills. He swarm across rivers, and he swarm across streams. The ugly duckling ran and ran. He flapped his wings, and ran faster. But the cat and the little bird did not like the ugly duckling They laughed at him and took his food. One day, as the ugly duckling sat in the sun, The cat and the little bird came up to him . They looked at his big feet, and his strong legs And his spiky wings, and his long necks. She mumbled : "feathers all stubby and brown" "I have the nose of an ant eater, " "I'm lanky, and not that tall " "Big feet and strong legs" "Smelled like rotten egg." Now it is spring, He stood upon a river bank And saw some swans fly past Such lovely birds with outstretched necks- Their beauty unsurpassed. 'such elegance and grace,' thought he, As they flew across the sky, And the ugly duck felt very sad And gave a mighty sigh. He wandered down the river bank As unhappy as could be Then, reflected in the flowing stream, Well, just what did he see? He saw exactly what he was A duck? Oh, no,no,no! A gorgeous bird looked back at him With feathers white as snow. "I'm not an ugly duck at all!" I'm a lovely swan!' he cried, And a feeling of pure happiness Welled up from deep inside. The other swans came flying back And welcomed their new friend, And here we'll leave him, loved by all, For my poem's at its end.
Also read the poem called little Red Riding Hood : https://ansarsblog.com/2021/04/12/little-red-riding-hood-poem/