Soar
I watch the buzzard soar
Not a wing beat for a mile or more
Majestic in natural flight
A call that owns the skies
A carrion hunter it’s true
Living on a knife edge unlike me and you
Each day prey has to be found
Each day survival hard is bound
I watch the buzzard soar
It amazes each time the more
As much of nature as you or I
Majestic raptor soaring through the sky.
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