Waddle

I love watching a gaggle of geese run.

They have the fastest waddle I have ever witnessed.

My neighbors were enjoying a family picnic.

The gentle rain must have been sending bugs for cover.

The geese were feasting and slowly strolling along.

Then the weather quickly turned nasty and repugnant.

The group hightailed it towards home.

My husband laughed at their urgency to get back to the lake

where they hoped they could be dryer.

Today it was my turn to run for safety.

I did not dawdle while I waddled either.

Laughing in the cloudburst was exhilarating.