By the Bay

Down by the bay, the Canadian goose flew Landing on the green grass Watching everything go by It stood without movement As if to wonder about its flight As the water lapped the shore, Reflecting the skies so blue An old place for me, now seemed to be new Colorful boats are docked Near the stage for bands Those summer nights I visited - Here I am again - Looking toward the lake As I sit and wonder too ... Heidi Sands 9/20/19