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Flight

November 17th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
I will miss the geese
When we go.
The raucous squawking
Harbingers
Of the cold weather
To come.
The frantic flight
To who knows where?
Perhaps to just
The other side
Of the pond.
To rest.
To nest.
To see what’s there.

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