FALL 2008Mary Mills
Woodbury MM
photo by Tom Etherington
The Canada goose and I,
We looked each other in the eye.How strange for him to be
In a cemetery comforting me.I say “him” since there was a she.
His mate at first I didn’t see.Eyeing me cautiously, he did stand,
Motionless, perched atop some sand.Behind him almost hidden from my eye,
Intently she sat and neither thought to fly.RETURN TO TABLE OF CONTENTS
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