Formation

The perfectly shaped V floats across the Autumnal sky
above the great Mississippi
people crane their necks skyward
as we drive over Lake Street Bridge

Our faces pressed against our glass windows to see what the fuss and attention is about
skyward our gaze
a v floating across the great expanse of blue
backlit by white fluffy clouds
the 22nd letter of the alphabet out for a walk
pull it south across our skies
over our waters,
through our trees
We watch a Nation pass over us
as our neighbors to the north fly south
good day they seem to call
The geese honk
as if saying hello
look at us they seem to call
look at us, look at us.