Gifts From a Gaggle

I watched a gaggle of geese fly by
Squawk, squawk, squawk
I don’t know the language of this bird
Whether praise or idle talk
Each appeared to search for his place in line
I watched as one flew from behind
As all stretched out in perfect formation
I marveled and wondered why
All creatures In nature know their place
And makes man look like a total disgrace
They must hear a voice that’s louder than yours or mine
I attuned my ear to listen a little more
And giggled while watching a gaggle of geese fly by


About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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2 Responses to Gifts From a Gaggle

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like how you put “giggle” and “gaggle” together in the last line.


  2. VJ Knutson says:

    We could use a little more of that innate appreciation for the whole. Well penned.


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