Golden Eagle
Golden Eagle flies
Up above the misty clouds
On tree, in the nest
The fledgling, fearing young one
Cannot break the misty shroud
The Bird keeps calling
Young one tries harder again
Has to know swooping
For itself to sustain and
Pride of the clan to retain
Thus flows the nature
The strong gets even stronger
The weak stays weaker
But there is a ray of hope
Learners are able to cope.
15.10.2015
For the contest 'Golden Eagle'
by Shadow Hamilton
Copyright © Shrineetee Kar | Year Posted 2015
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