Wings of Dawn
The golden goose of love had laid an egg
Let it roll away, for to beg
Passersby shunned the sight all day, all night
The poor goose knew its time had now arrived
No longer could her feathers up and fly
She cast one last longing look on high
Then plunged headfirst into the drink...
Total strangers hushed and gathered 'round
Transfixed by what they saw there in the pond
The golden goose unfurled her wings of dawn
One last fling for a gander's favorite blond
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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