Embossed with a remnant of a hand made doily,
I record the feathers of the day:
A goose quite loud, and very proud…strutted around for all to see,
While from the woods, shielded in shade a hoot was heard.
Both had their say –
Be whoooo ever you are,
However you are,
Wherever you are.
You can not be me, but neither can I be you.