Bald Eagle

Bald Eagle   I am rowing my boat along the long and endless Crimson Locke Up high, so very high I see near the top of a crevice of rocks My loyal companion my good friend Joe does see a long beagle Which we both then see and view is a nest of an eagle.   The eagle does turn and thrust its beak into its nest Watching its young while they are all at nesting and rest The eagle is a proud mom and spreads its proud wings She’s protecting the young of how her love as she sings.   She’s gracious of beauty of all heavenly birds God is out watching and talking of heavenly words.   The bald eagle soars up through the warm and inviting sky To hunt for nourishment to feed her budding young So they can all survive and not have to be wasted and die.   God is protecting all living and beautiful things as she soars and sings He gave the bald eagle majestic wide wing span of beautiful wings. 11/09/2015