My earphones in, the sights flash by
The cornfields stretch, to meet the sky
Endless fields, so far to see
The sounds of life cry out to me
I stretch my legs to make it great
The road so long, it is my fate.
I drift away, see my bird in flight
She flies up high, thrust out in fright!
She pushes on, her wings so tired
Out to the place her genes demand
She lands there almost out of breath
With wings so weak so close to death
She calls to me and shouts out loud
“I am so small but yet so proud
I am just a bird, for you to see
Cool and aloof but completely free”
My Grey goose came home.
And she is me! ©