The Eagle soars through
The clouds.
She twists and turns,
Never lets her wings burn.
She'll hold them up
No matter what comes her way.
If anything,
She'll fly until the day
She looks down at her nest,
Find that she needs to be there
To give them rest.
The Eagle,
Noble and bold.
Her story continues to be told.
Her flight glorious.
May 26, 2010
