They are proud,
They are majestic,
They are beautiful in their own way,
They are hunters and huntresses,
They are night and day creatures,
Eagles are a lot of things,
But they are mostly free,
Sometimes I wish God would give me wings, So i could fly and be as free as a bird,
Just once,
I wish I could be free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Overflowing with the desire for liberty. Oh to be free like an eagle. Well done my friend.