Geese are honking
As they fly
Across an orange colored
Sky.
My spirit soars
As if to greet them
And play on currents
Of a cool breeze.
Perhaps one day
I will join them
When the blaze of fall
Is full
And my journey here
Is done.

October, 2019

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Charlotte B. Williams
about 1 month

Your writing always has a lovely touch.

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
about 1 month

Thanks so much, Autumn is almost here, this poem reminds me to be on the look out for those beautiful geese!

Vic
about 1 year

Amen! But perhaps only when we're done with ALL we want to do.

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
about 1 year

Indeed, still a few things to do! Thanks VIC for reading.

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