On brown grass
charred with cold
I see two, not very old
friends, kissing
Could be they're
husband and wife
curious creatures
who mate for life
Or are they two
infrequent friends
rubbing cheeks
to make amends
Whatever it is
they're only two
this day I saved
to think of you
How straight their necks
so fine and tall --
Canadian geese at
the shopping mall.
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