The Flying Eagle Poem by Suelynn Walters
The Flying Eagle
Flying in the sky
catching a bird
it's dark emotionless eye
the world around him, blurred
As he flies
faster than you could ever be
the king of the sky
so free
Landing on a branch
on a large mountain
watching a slow small avalanche
drinking from the river, like a fountain
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