Geese flew over

Aligned in a V

Rhythmically flapping

Not one noticed me

Staring up

Mesmerized by the sight

Knowing change came

Each year they took flight

As I paused

To marvel at the geese

They flew, one-by-one

To the pond beneath

Surrounded by leaves

Golden with age

They bathed in the glory

Of summer’s final days

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