Something Told the Wild Geese

By Rachel Field. Read by Cally from Chalfont St Giles, Buckinghamshire Something told the wild geese It was time to go. Though the fields lay golden Something whispered,—‘Snow.’ Leaves were green and stirring, Berries, luster-glossed, But beneath warm feathers Something cautioned,—‘Frost.’ All the sagging orchards Steamed with amber spice, But each wild breast stiffened AtContinue reading “Something Told the Wild Geese”