Squadrons of geese
Flying in vees
Reminding me
That today is to be seized
Time to plan ahead
Thankful I’m not dead
Preparing for the glorious
Swatches to burst into view
Then the cold hard scents
Of rotting leaves and
Skeletal trees before the
Inevitable freeze.
Flock off birds.
Not today!
Sept 2016
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