Friends in Flight
The time has come my fine feathered friends,
Leaves are falling, trees are bare,
A chilly wind blows, her whistle ascends.
Nature's calling to flock together,
Appoint a leader that will promise,
To guide and protect you, through stormy weather.
Your journey is long, a fatiguing flight,
Could be three thousand miles or even more,
It's time for take off into the night.
I bid you farewell as you migrate,
Listening to your goodbyes echoing,
Wishing you a safe return, next spring I a' wait.
9-29-07
Beautifully imaged poetic work that lifts one's spirits up - very nice indeed . . . loved this read!!
Hugs,
Lance
Amazing 2 poems in one, read it over.. YOU will see...
but, I'm glad "spiritually and universally" you gave them a great goodbye before you left for their journey, I am LIFTED when I watch them in flight! I hope when they come BACK, you will grant us another beautiful poem of their arrival too!
Much Blessings and Love, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Stay Positive!
Namaste!!! Always!
John
God bless you. Kathy
Unique and inspiring... "Friends in Flight" sings to life and wonders of Nature... An outstanding composition written with words dictated by a wise artistic soul.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
South bound it is, I'll greet them
as they arrive, a beautiful write
Peace & love be with you
William
Newfie Hugs, Rose
All my best, *Glen*
always,
randy
But some of them danged Canadian geese have given up migrating and now live in lakes in and around golf courses here in Ga. year round. Have you ever tried to putt through a maze of goose poop? A very sticky wicket.
Walt
Be safe,
Karen
Take care,
Sherry
Isn't it funny how nature has a way of taking care of it's own. "For every season there's a purpose and for every purpose a reason." Bless You Always My Friend, Paul.
Regis
Great write Christine,
annie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Saving this one! :)