Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Late Escape

who has let it loose
my blacktrimmed goose
with the golden legs?
my black winged goose
that lays the golden eggs?
the latch is tight, the dog was quiet.
all night i heard no sound.
and all across the snowy yard
no tracks upon the ground.
oh footpad footloose
who stole my lovely goose?
I wish I were not so obtuse
but who did take my black winged goose?
the grey old sky gives me no clue
how did my precious bird get loose?
My blackwinged bird with the golden eye
my blackwinged bird has learned to fly

1 comment:

May-Belle said...

he Late Escape
who has let it loose
my blacktrimmed goose
with the golden legs?
my black winged goose
that lays the golden eggs?
the latch is tight, the dog was quiet.
all night i heard no sound.
and all across the snowy yard
no tracks upon the ground.
oh footpad footloose
who stole my lovely goose?
I walk, I pace, I am confused
but who did take my black winged goose?
The grey old sky gives me no clue
how did my precious bird get loose?
My blackwinged bird with the golden eye
my blackwinged bird has learned to fly