A community of wild geese
splits the warm air
with their grating
calls, loud, harsh, clear.
In a V they fly, taking turns
leading, never
leaving a sick
comrade behind.
They travel farther and faster
than one lonely
goose on its own,
teaching us all.
A community of wild geese
splits the warm air
with their grating
calls, loud, harsh, clear.
In a V they fly, taking turns
leading, never
leaving a sick
comrade behind.
They travel farther and faster
than one lonely
goose on its own,
teaching us all.
I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.