Geese are ganging up
honking taunting ‘nyah, nyah, nyahs.’
Flipping me the bird.
Feeling abandoned? Allow me to offer this as compensation.
This morning’s snowflakes
drift among the dogwoods with the
fireflies’ winking lights.
Awww… that’s lovely! We don’t have any dogwoods up here, nor fireflies. But I remember when I was growing up in Quebec – we had fireflies there – they are such magical little critters – lovely to include in poetry as they are a bit like little bits of poetry themselves. Yes, I feel compensated. Thank you!
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Linda Studley is a writer, songwriter, independent recording artist, and sometime graphic artist living in Northern BC, Canada