The Old Eagle’s Journey of Life
“After five full years, so long ago.
My head and tail began to look like snow
Now with two hundred miles yet to go.
I’m flying hard to avoid the snow.”
“I have been on this journey over 20 times.
My middle years were full of strife.
When some dirty hunters killed my wife
I had to live alone.”
“As I’ve flown alone for over a month
I’ve sailed in the wind to gain some rest,
Remembering how she helped build the nest.
The young ones stayed for about four months then left.”
Now flying alone I find my way
By looking at the stars
And seeing friendly mountains
I’ll spend the winter in Florida.”