Monday, May 16, 2011
Nestled in the upper Midwest
Where the Canadian geese flock-
An awesome sight to behold
When down the path I walk.
Eager to watch and be noticed
The geese sound their little honks,
Waiting for a hand of corn seed
As residents begin the new day.
Looking out into the scenic lake
I take notice of the silver lining,
Reflected by the sun’s shiny light
Of the mid-morning sky of gray.
The sidewalk path near my car
Was filled with goose droppings,
But beyond that mess I had left
The etched memory in my mind.
Inspired from college/technical years
In Rochester, Minnesota USA