Snow Geese On Their Way

Snow Geese On Their Way

They flew over in formation

So high up in the sky

Ahead of a winter storm

Not far left behind

They landed in a coastal field

An impressive flock of them

There to rest their snow white wings

Having flown so far again

They visited with each other

And waddled here and there

Sometimes there were corn stalks

Sometimes the ground was bare

They had a little meeting

To determine who would lead

A favorite was elected

And the rest brought up to speed

The leader honked his horn

And each neighbor honked his back

A formation was reformed

And they were back on track

They flew many hours

Into the promise land

Where they would stay many days

With warmer times at hand