Our family goose, Gertrude, passed away last week. She was here guarding the farm when we moved in back in 1999 and had been hissing, squawking and eating our old baked goods ever since.
Poem- Wild Geese by Mary Oliver
Music- They Move on Tracks of Never-Ending Light by This Will Destroy You
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