RIVERWOODS POEMS: BALD EAGLES

BALD EAGLES

Today my heart leaped up as I

Beheld two monarchs of the air

Circling over White Oak Drive

In search of errant squirrel and hare.

As their black wings sailed on the wind,

The sun lit up white heads and tails.

They made four sweeping rounds until

They headed north for our Great Bay.

The Bay’s their winter habitat

With osprey, loon, black duck and grebe.

We’re glad to have our eagles back:

They awe us with their majesty.

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