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                            THE WILD GOOSE                               
                                  by                                     
                             Sandra Vans                                 
                                                                         
                     Beneith the twilight red the wild goose goes        
                   In its Autumn trip to the south;                      
                 And below, the October trees                            
               Let fall dead leaves,                                     
             Standing naked and                                          
           Ready                                                         
             For Winter's call;                                          
               And, high above the frosty                                
                 Ground, the squawking goose                             
                   Formation, with direct determination,                 
                     Goes toward the south and new mild green days.      
                                                                         
                     Yet, the question comes: why does not one           
                   Goose from feathery formation drop                    
                 Down to earth, in solitude to                           
               Eat and drink and swim                                    
             In frosty pond,                                             
           Alone?                                                        
             Perhaps he fears                                            
               The scorn of the others                                   
                 Should he disturb the flawless                          
                   Conformity of formation, or is it fright              
                     Of being caught at the first flake of snow?         
                                                                         
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