Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Geese At Midnight

Half awake, half asleep, on the couch, I heard geese fly over.  At midnight.  A strange, and yet hauntingly beautiful sound.  There is a pond nearby, but I have never heard them at night.  It was, in a way, a quite reassuring sound.  Some people think it is a lonely sound.  I don't.  I find comfort in the sound of geese flying over.  Sometimes, I wish I could fly with them.

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