I’ve noticed that when Canadian geese fly in formation, there is only one goose that honks–it is the one in charge of keeping everyone together. Note the goose on the bottom has its beak open and, besides, I could hear its singular honk when it flew overhead.
My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.
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