On Christmas Eve when I was 8 years old I had scarlet fever. my mother wouldn't let them take me to the hospital so I was in the main bedroom of the house ( in Scotland)...seems I had been pretty much out of it for about two weeks. On this particular night I had been very sick and they called in the Doc and things were looking grim...so they tell me ....at 3am I seemed to waken up and I asked for a drink...at that moment (and I remember it well) my Father (who was standing at the window) called my Gran over and they both watched a flock of geese fly over the house......when I asked my Dad what was going on...not the exact words I used ...he said they came to take you with them but they left without you........I have never forgotten that and now whenever I see the wild geese fly over my house here in maine I always remember it. I too love the song " I saw the wild geese fly" Thanks for jogging my memory of that Strupag.