Where The Wild Geese Fly
March
is here
and it brings back
memories so dear
of flyways
filled with bird
and cries above heard
The rush of wings
as they settle on a marsh
Winters here may not be harsh
but I miss one thing...
those feathered messengers
heralding spring
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