Animal Poem

The life of a parenting bald eagle, catching prey for it's young, and flying over dozens of miles to return with it's catch

Bald Eagle...

© Ana
Flying over towering trees,
and breathtaking mountains,
over mist caped hills,
And water fountains,

Over creature's homes,
And lakes and rivers,
Over chilly woods,
That make you shiver,

Over the buffalo heard,
With thundering hoofs,
And the young little nest,
That belongs to the Doves,

And when the day has come to an end,
it returns to it's young,
A caterpillar in beak,
With the setting sun…

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