Posted by: Shara | April 1, 2013

The Eagle

It’s been a long time. This is my tribute to Poetry Month, and to the challenge to continue to create beauty and meaning in the universe.

The Eagle

The eagle rides high,

To fly,

To die,

A nation’s forever symbol of pride

The eagle rides high,

In blue skies

He flies,

The patriot who takes no sides

The eagle rides high,

And sighs

As time flies,

Knowing we all pass like the tides

The eagle rides high,

His cries

No lies,

Reminding that equality presides



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