Determined Lady Hawk

Outside the window of the 747 was a glimpse of heaven’s skies And yet there was something more, something with green eyes It is a hawk! I yelled to my seatmate, look, a hawk! I was amused. He tried to see it, but got irritated, angry and final confused. Being an empath, I often see what others cannot envision. She was there all right, still at the window, clearly in my vision. However, he could not see her or her partner who was coming up. I tried to ignore this hawk, drinking my tea, with a bit of a sup. The hawk was not easily dismissed. She wrapped on the glass pane. She blinked her eyes, and gave me the stare of a cat in the rain. What did she want? I had no idea, but I was clearly amazed. She held on tightly, as if she was bi-polar or crazed. The hawk coming up from behind her was also a sight. He had a level black head, and he came with all might. I tried to warn her, but she was not easy to scare. She held on tightly to the window, as if she did not care. The male hawk gave a noise, a squawk like croak. She gave me a wink, and blinked her eyes at the bloke. They flew away, but I have never forgotten How beautiful they were, in this sweet sky of cotton.