I felt like soaring with the geese this morning, packing my bags and heading south.
I felt like honking my horns to let the world know that the season has arrived,
that it's time to leave,
time to make my cozy little nest elsewhere.
I felt like leaving with the geese this morning,
but instead, I stood and watched them fly away.
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