Canadian Kanu: A North American Poetry Form-4

The Wild Geese

by

Pontiac

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greying sky,

winter setting in,

from the marsh they begin to rise,

flying south again,

sad good-bye.

 

melting snow,

springtime coming near,

from the other world, they come,

their honking do I hear,

ever so.

 

 

The End

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