Canada's Golden Eagle
He flies unhurried, gliding on gigantic wings that glisten with gold,
Proud and bold, courageous and beautiful and powerful;
Above in an azure sky, fluffy white clouds are drifting by,
His lustrous feathers are sacred and spiritual to Canada.
He carries his kill snatched from a frozen tree with his great talons,
Bringing his gift to his home on a cliff above a raging river;
The massive nest, an assemblage of branches and grasses,
And from this mountain perch he can see everything.
The fledglings were born a few days ago, white and helpless,
His mate is tending to their needs with motherly care;
Although he is usually silent, he is calling to her with high shrills
They have been mated to each other for twenty-three years,
And he comes graceful, swooping on the nest of branches,
In this remote, undisturbed and protected sanctuary in Hudson Bay;
Where they glide and breed and dance in the sky without fear,
The Golden Eagle is a beloved treasure to all Canadians.
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October 3, 2015
Verse
For the contest Golden Eagle, sponsor, Shadow Hamilton
Fourth Place
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