Ricky Goose here, friends, to tell you about love.
I thought I had lost all my love when dear, sweet Lucy went to the big pond in the sky. I was a broken gander, lost and confused. And bored.
But, time heals all wounds, so they say, and life is looking up for me. My heart is filling with thoughts of a new love. She was there all along, but I was blind to her because of my happiness with Lucy. But I’ve been spending a lot of time with my new love lately, watching her interact with the chickens and turkeys. She’s such a gentle, loving soul. Her feathers are so unusual, but that only makes her more special. And she’s much too tall, but she always comes down to sit with me.
I keep wondering how to tell her that I love her. With Lucy, it was an easy thing. But my new love speaks a different language. I danced for her and rubbed my head against her back, but I don’t think she knows that means “I Love You.” But I must keep trying. Love is the most important thing!
For now, I leave you with the name of my love. The Librarian.