In this forgotten cropfield
that once grew soybeans,
it's a day in late winter,
still below freezing,
with a trace of snow remaining.
Sandhill Cranes toss stems and leaves.
With the slightest wing thrust
they rise effortlessly
eight feet up, then settle down
like winter angels.
They dance and call
and flare their wings
and toss and dance
and wait for spring.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
Photo Location: Home Fields - Cannonsburg, Michigan
