Sunset sentinel

The sunset this evening was nowhere near as colourful as last night but still very beautiful and relaxing. This lovely pelican was resting on a post by the water's edge as if standing guard.
My mother and Grandmother used to recite a short poem about Pelican's when I was growing up.
It is by American poet Dixon Lanier Merritt

A funny old bird is a pelican.
His beak can hold more than his bellican.
Food for a week
He can hold in his beak,
But I don't know how the hellican.

I might add that they did not progress further than first couple of lines :) must have been protecting my innocent young ears!