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On Wings Of An Eagle

'Tis a blessing to be bonded as a child,
With little feathered beings of the wild.
A blessing that accrues,
And to then lose,
Is too much to be borne
By weakest humanity, so forlorn.
Albeit there are challenges of strife,
'Tis stewardship to be honored through life.
To be able to converse with a bird
Is better to have felt than heard.

To soar on the wings of an eagle,
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