Delivered To Baby Hawks

Giant hawk snatched me up Flew me across the cornfield I wriggled violently, fighting her talons Expected to fall into a soft hay mow We passed dozens of them I was shocked that her talons had such a grip She held me for twenty or thirty minutes I tried jiggling, wiggling She did not release me I admired her tenacity She delivered me to her baby hawks We were high above the horizon As soon as she left, I crept away Angry that she had ripped into my shoulder with her beak To give them a start.