The Lost Troops

 

We have been dealing with a phenomenon here

With migrating snow geese not knowing where they’re going

They fly by the hundreds layered in the sky, tier by tier

Coming south one day, north the next, white bellies showing

 

Some think they’re looking for water to land on

Some say they can’t decide if winter’s through

Whatever the reasons, I love their honking songs

And water snake writhings through the blue sky, too

 

Tam Raynor

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