I Love Flying

I turn into a hawk
never an eagle

my talons are sharp
I love flying!
I soar as high as I dare

I touch the summer moon
the moon laughs
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Theraven Avatar
November 18, 2023 at 5:05 PM
Caren, Soaring high on wings of freedom, yes. So love a moon that laughs. Richard
Krutsinger Avatar
November 19, 2023 at 3:56 PM
Me too Richard, me too!
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