RIVERWOODS POEMS: BIRD LORE

BIRD LORE

“I saw an eagle in a tree!”

She cried.  “I know it was an omen

That God intended me to see.

And yesterday I saw a hawk

On top of a telephone pole.

Oh how I wish it could have talked

And told me the meaning of it all.”

The pagans thought birds could predict,

And Indians tell us what they mean.

An eagle is a holy spirit.

A hawk is wisdom with vision keen.

There is much comfort in such beliefs

Though eagles do winter on our bay

And hawks seek prey on our highways.

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