Thought some of you might like this.
Wild Geese
They're shy as the otter, they're sly as the fox,
They're worse to approach than the craftiest hind,
You may freeze on the fore-shore or crouch on the
rocks,
You may soak in the sea fog or wait in the wind,
Though their magical music will give you no peace,
Yet your bag shall go empty, for aren't they wild
geese ?
Honk-honk honk-honk the distant voices clank it;
The wet retriever trembles at your knee,
For he hears the lone notes falling
Where the long grey tides are crawling
Thr