Several years ago, I lived across the street from a community pond. It was a popular rest stop for geese. I would often wake up to the sound of them honking their way to warmer climates. I loved watching them fly over my house as I imagined the teamwork involved in such a long flight. The memory of them inspired this tanka.
Fly south geese go— soonthe earth will be covered in
ice and snow—it’s time
to leave for warmer winds so
go—before winter begins.
-Linda Kulp Trout , all rights reserved.
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