Saturday Morning poem. Would ya read?

B

bobby's girl

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Saturday Morning
Saturday mornings at the cabin
We'd awake to geese out of tune
Flying the length of the creek
Like a pathway that God had pruned

They'd fly just inches above the water
And we'd quietly laugh at the sound
Of the talentless singers honking boldly a song
Of the most unmelodious notes around

Their alarm said, 'Time to put the coffee on
Start the bacon and eggs and the toast.'
It's Saturday Morning at the cabin
In the past where I'm living the most.
 
We always get tons of geese in our yard. One time I woke up and there was like 12 of em out there! Crazyness.

Nice images indeed. =)
 
Good morning, Bobbysgirl! Nice to see you. I love this and "awake to geese out of tune"...love that line. I see this picture often in my area. Thanks for sharing your Saturday morning poem.
 
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