Bald Eagle
He soars high above the mountains.
So brave and valiant, as if he were top predator of all beasts.
He holds his head up proudly. His wings spread out wide,
So that he may glide across the tree tops.
His eyes are continually observing, watching, and waiting for his next meal.
His jaws are powerful, His chest puffed out boldly,
and his receding hair line gives him his name.
Copyright © Christie Mills | Year Posted 2010
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