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Friday, May 2, 2008


Last season's harvest had left only corn stalk stumps.
The winter's snowfall had battered them into less than stumps.
As that snow melted, puddles formed in the field.
The spring rain turned them into small ponds.
Only then did the geese arrive.
A little too early for the new season's plantings,
but not too late. They exuded confidence it'll happen soon.
Geese do that well, ....exude.