Eagle Morning

Eagle Morning

 

It was again Saturday

Early at 4 AM

When I donned my hiking boots

To see my eagle friends

 

The birds were my true goal

For hiking that frigid day

And soon I’d see them soar

In their majestic way

 

I sat on an icy seat

In my insulated clothes

Glad to be finally

Close to where they’d show

 

I heard a barn owl hoot

As I waited for the sun

And thought his call was too

From a raptor one    

 

The sun finally dawned

Beside the rippling stream

And i saw eagles there

As if they were a dream