The geese are leaving now.
Winter’s chill is slipping in,
and as they form a line
in the shape of a “V”,
it’s easy to see
how they trust and rely on
each other to get to
the next destination.
Wing tip to wing in
unison they fly,
creating a delightful chain
on the wind so free.
Flying overhead I hear
their sweet songs,
as Winter is blowing
in right behind them.
Cool breezes and gray skies,
beckon them on as they
fly in the sky singing
their sweet Winter tune.
The earth bids them
farewell with its magical
display of yellows, gold’s and red’s,
as it starts to get ready and
settle in for a long winters nap.
Sandie Heckman



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