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Swift Eagle

By Weasels101, Walnut, CA

Dancing on clouds,
Swimming through blue,
Quietly swooping, spying on life.
Powerful eyes sharp as knife.
The gliding eagle lean and swift,
Beyond the horizon it silently drifts.
I wonder, I Ponder,
What does it think?
I glare at it as it glides further and strinks,
When what would apear to my questioning eyes,
But a beautiful eagle flying across the endless sky.

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