Eagle Flying Low
by:silverpaws006
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So I saw an eagle who'd always fly low
I guessed he had his reasons, I just don't know
I approached the lone flier and asked, why?
He said that without the wind, he couldn't fly so high
A rather interesting tale to me he shared,
about the special wind, and how much he cared
He said it was a wonderful wind, unlike any other
he would soar the sky, feeling it with every feather
Ravaged was his heart as the words came out his beak
He couldn't find the wind that once blew upon his cheek
He ventured mountain highs and valley lows
But still no sign of the wind that he knows
All heartbroken and torn he perched on a tree
Thinking hard of where the wind could be
He turned to me and uttered a low cry
There I understood, his sorrow was sky high
He has lost the one thing he loves most dear
The wind that he would always want near
We both watched as the sky turned twilight
gazing at the first star, he whispered... goodnight...
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