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The Eagles SoarThey soar through the sky On this cool, windy day, Crows swiftly swoop And chase them away. The eagles soar And let out terrifying screams, Searching for some food Coping with daily extremes. They float in the breeze Over the rippling lake, Soaring ever so higher Perfect flight, without a mistake. Copyright Cynthia Jones Apr.21/2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments |
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