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Monday, November 2, 2009

Something Told The Wild Geese



SOMETHING TOLD THE WILD GEESE

By Rachel Field



Something told the wild geese

It was time to go,

Though the fields lay golden

Something whispered, "snow."



Leaves were green and stirring,

Berries, luster-glossed,

But beneath warm feathers

Something cautioned, "frost."



All the sagging orchards

Steamed with amber spice,

But each wild breast stiffened

At remembered ice.



Something told the wild geese

It was time to fly,

Summer sun was on their wings,

Winter in their cry.

6 comments:

  1. Oh what a great picture of the geese flying they look so marvelous up so high.


    Blessings,
    Heidi

    PS Stop over and see me sometime, I am having a giveaway.

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  2. Hi Debbie, Thanks for visiting me! I love your bio- it could be mine, minus the grandchildren- not yet, but hoping! What a beautiful poem, I just saw geese flying today. Thank you so much for sharing your lovely blog.
    Yvonne

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  3. What a lovely poem. I remember every fall when I grew up in Michigan we new winter was arriving when the geese would start flying south.
    Penny

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  4. What a unique picture! We don't have as many birds at our feeders right now.
    Enjoy your week!

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  5. WOW~ amazing picture! So glad you came by for a visit. :)

    J~

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  6. I guess we will see them in a few days then. I live in SW FLorida.
    I love meeting new people and clicked to follow you. Come by for a visit and I hope you'll do the same.

    cheri

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