Waiting On a Flock Of Eagles
Birds of a feather Flock together I've never seen a flock of eagles What a sight A bird's eye view of life Of all the shoes even the ones that ain't the right size but Eagles are hunters they use a width span to see where the food is Whenever you do things alone I can see how you have to get it on your own eyes peered on delicious things but they keep calling everything stolen Rabbits viewed so innocently The eagle preys and they call that the food chain the eagle died to preserve the health of the small beast eating the vegetables Eating all the green I figure life alone from so high up makes you dance a different set of morals the beauty of the gathering a sight to see but Bald Eagle spread not your wings or they will run instead, pick a tree farther than little eyes can see and breath take in the summer breeze winter breeze autumn leaves springing forth a beautiful thing a...