GEESE

They have no weather channel,

no warnings that a gigantic front
of snow is heading towards them.
It’s almost here. It’s now here – 
and all they can do is land 
somewhere and tough it out.
And we with our roofs and radiators,
food and fireplace, can wait it out –
unless we too have to wander out –
to get something in some store.
"Oops we forgot the _______"
and we slip-slide in the snow -
and we worry about black ice
underneath our feet – or cars or
those big SUVs heading at us.
Wouldn’t it be great if we could simply
fly to the store and back – but come
to think about it, we’re not geese?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2010