Published: 16 Apr 2017 › Updated: 16 Apr 2017
Bird poem (contest)
Up in the air she patrols,
Scouting for the right moment to catch soles.
She marks her target.
Going in for the kill and dives,
Piercing her beak like knives.
Executed and contrived,
Your majestic grace and stride,
Radiate along the lakeside.
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