Geese Fly Above Us
Almost at the end of our walk
By the lake we go,
I hear honking above us
Look at that, low and behold.
Two geese were flying
Into the calm autumn night,
I thought they were gone by now
But, I truly enjoy the sight.
Geese fly above us
A wonderful sight to see,
I look for more of them to come
Where could they be?
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Oct.27/2006
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