Morning Gift.

I glance to the left and see shades of pinks

in the horizon over the tree line.

A new day; she’s letting herself be known.

To my right the water is still, and at first

they are invisible

until I notice the wake; the small ripples of their passing,

the fresh light glinting off tiny waves.

At the lead, one glides, all shades of grays and blacks, noble head high

and on lookout.

At the rear another.

Watchful and protective it follows those between.

A downy trio, light colored, lightly made, secure between parents.

The rising sun illuminates the scene, securing the image

in my mind.

Now, here in words

which hardly do them justice.

Thank you family of Canada Geese.

You were a gift to my eyes and heart

that morning.


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