Bobby Menonn

Morning Shine - Poem by Bobby Menonn

There's a new world here
Rise up and spread there
Wings meant to try
Oh Eagle born to Fly
On the winds of thy search
Look down thy high perch
Far below this world
Opportunity thy word
Sweep from yonder clouds above
Upon mortals who slave
Fly, Eagle that art thou
Rule thy space and how
Fly Eagle that art thou! !

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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