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The Goose 
By Julie C., Melrose, MA
A beautiful call
Beckoning to me
A glorious sound
Honking words that seem so familiar
Going closer
The sound intensifying
That melodious sound
Singing human-like words to me alone
Before me
That harmonious creature
With its sweet sound
Still chanting its mysterious tune
Looking unto me
A look of innocence
Its adorable little face
Staring up at me with those big glaring eyes
Feathers ruffled
In its cute mustered way
Ruffled from a rough cleaning
Still, it all seems in place
A shock
An alarming look of shock
Surprising, unarming
Away, running away it goes
Flying up
Up into the clear blue sky
Up above me
Never to be seen again










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