GOOSE GRACE I

February 23, 1993

One of my great gifts, I guess,
Is when I'm called to convalesce
The news I hear on our TV
Enlightens less than frustrates me!
So many views; so few agree.
For even fools, it's plain to see:
"DIVIDED SO, THE HOUSE WILL FALL",
We must let God instruct us all.

So, lying here upon bed,
I hear geese flying overhead
Some say they are simply squawking,
But deep inside, I feel they're talking.
Formed in "V" for VICTORY,
They sail the same o’er land or sea
To gain the prize before their eyes
With no time out to criticize.

It seems they take so little thought
Concerning fame by humans sought;
They do their thing in back or front,
As leader strong, or just a "grunt".
Would that all were such a goose
To help to turn our country loose
To make all life for everyone
Much more full and much more fun.