Wild Geese Poem by Little Eagle McGowan

Wild Geese

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My grandpa and me would ride the wild prairie
Up by Lee River, as the land changed to fall.
He'd stare at the water, sayin' 'How I miss Maisie...
Y' know sometimes I swear I can still hear her call…

'Here Jim come here quick… Come watch those wild geese fly
Don't it make somethin' inside come to life?
Long ago as young girl before I became your wife,
I found life's best treasures just don't have a price.'

When I first saw her, oh I was just twenty
Down at the barn dance, the fairest of all...
Smilin' like heaven, Lord she looked so lovely
Son you woulda laughed if... you'd seen my hide fall.

Now me and my son ride down to the river
Back to the spot where old memories live on
And up overhead we see wild geese a-flyin'
Hearin' the thrill of our tale in their song.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
21 October 2013
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Oilibheir Álain Christie 18 November 2014

Wild geese mean such a lot to me.

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