Goose On Hwy 50 Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Goose On Hwy 50



Goose on HWY 50

As sad as the blackened Canadian goose I feel
Alone, abandoned; migrated all even the lame
I am left to cold weather

Faded memories, the notes I do not remember
Whose was that why did I write in December?
Night; goose was not there.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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