Egret Geese
They were as geese to us
With flock after flock flying
In a formation much
With wings white and shining
Each cow was escorted
By her own single bird
And in the summer sun
Many were amongst the herd
Every afternoon they would fly
Wave after wave of them
To their roost to stay the night
Until time to fly again
Work began at 8 AM
When cattle went to graze
With the geese flying in
To where they’d spend the day
Their slender necks were curved
And ready to strike out
With the insects disturbed
And flying all about
When the day was finally done
They flew back to colonies
Where they perched for a while
Packed in many trees