The Guard wants to close Gates,

But geese and their younger mates…

Are wandering

And pondering

At feeding frenzied rates.

AHA! they’ve suddenly swarmed,

Inside as if warned…

It’s growing dark

And time to park

In the pond before predators swarm!

The gates are closed at last,

Despite flock-sized droppings cast…

He watched his stepping

By careful schlepping,

So his shoes wouldn’t stick fast!


–Jonathan Caswell


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