The FLIGHT of an EAGLE ……………………………

 The flight of an eagle,  I saw with own eye’s ! ,                                  Me and Ron Hillman ,                                                              Caught by surprise.                                                                          As we drove on this road ,                                                             Route two-o-nine,                          

There in the road !                                        

A bird at dine
As he slowed on the brakes ,                                                          Pull over to side .                                                                           A two foot bird ,                                          

    Couldn’t believe own eye’s. !                                                      Brown feathers on back,                                     ,                          White neck to head ,                                                                      “WOW!
LOOK at THAT “,                                                                           THAT’S WHAT RON SAID.                           

  For the spread of hiswings ,                                                                                                          At lease four foot long ,                                                               The beauty of this bird ,                                                              Just like a song .                               

With the strength of his thighs ,         
And one flap of his wings,                           
With just one leap ,                                      
It’s gravity he defeats .                         
 Then a whoosh over head ,                   
As he lands on a branch .                                      
His thrown in the tree ,                

    For the eagle is king.                          

 As he scopes out his kingdom ,                                                  from left to right ,     
 the stair of dark eyes ,
Kept me a little in freight .

The broad of his chest , 
 as he leaps in the wind , 
 heading for nest ,  
 his Eaglets are in .

Never I saw ,
   such a sight ,
  limped in his claws ,
food for the night .
pictures in books 
indeed are fact ,
  but , to see what we saw ,
Nothing beats that .
 
the flight of an eagle, 
   not just any- you see
 the bird of our country ,
an endangered species .  
SO ,
if you’re ever in the Catskill,
on Route two-o-nine,
for the thrill of all thrills,
keep the eagle in mind . 
FOR HIGH ABOVE the CLOUDS HE GLIDES , 
THE BAULD EAGLE who RULES  THE SHAWANKA SKIES .
 And maybe , just maybe
—like ron and I –you’ll see
                THE FLIGHT OF AN EAGLE

              WITH YOUR OWN TWO EYE’S…………………

                                                                                Michelangelo

                                                         Approved by ron Hillman