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Eagle

To fly like an eagle and glide on the wind
to view many places no man has seen.
To fly like an eagle soaring high
over snow capped jaggered mountains
that reach up to the sky .
To fly like an eagle over rivers and streams
that meander thru lush plains that are green.
To fly like an eagle till the days done
then return home before the setting sun.
Majestic and graceful with eyes that are keen ,
able to see what man can only dream.
 
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I am honoured to announce that this poem was a semi - finalist in the International Open Poetry Contest and published in Letters from the Soul and was also chosen to be included on The Sound of Poetry.

 

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