The Bald Eagle - Eileenesque
Unimpressed, she sits alone watching
There high above the river flowing
Sharp, keen eyes always scan, protecting
Her eggs are safe, awaiting hatching
Alone watching the river flowing
Jet air planes and speeding cars go by
As she watches from her perch on high
Then with stunning grace, she leaps to fly
Gliding, soaring, master of the sky
From her perch on high, she leaps to fly
The bald eagle impressed me that day
While watching her majestic display
As her kingdom there, she did survey
Turning, circling, choosing her way
Choosing her way, impressed me that day
©Donna Jones...an attempt at Eileen's form for her.....:-) :-)
*we have bald eagles winter here along our rivers and build nests..it is awesome to go watch them..
Copyright © Donna Jones | Year Posted 2014
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