Totally Preoccupied

The proud papa was in sentinel mode.

Mama was on alert, but she was enjoying dinner.

The goslings filled their tummies and then sat in the grass.

They settled down to rest, watch their mama,

and wait for the time to head back

to the small man-made lake called home.

A gaggle of nine left on cue and started the journey back.

The gander kept glancing back at number ten.

Finally, the fluff ball with a beak glanced around.

With outstretched, stubby wings the race commenced.

This foolish one will be fun to watch.

Every year there seems to be a distracted youngster

that wanders too far and focuses only on eating.