- My mother had six ducklings,
- Five of them looked nice,
- But I was looking ugly,
- None of my brothers,
- None of my sisters,
- Played with me.
- I left the place and went
- To the hen,
- Thereto I had the same problem.
- On my way I saw a nice pond,
- Wherein swam the three pretty swans,
- I flew and joined them,
- I saw their reflections in the water,
- They were looking grand,
- When I looked at my own reflection,
- I felt and was happy that
- I too looked like the swan,
- Then I told myself that
- I am not an ugly duckling,
- But a beautiful one,
- I am what I am,
- I am happy as I am,
- I am no longer an ugly duckling.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
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