The Eagle

She is Queen of the Universe,
Under the blue skies.
Her elegance is perfect, and delicate.
When she fly, we want to be with her
And see the wonders of other worlds.
She always is back,
To where the green forest, and the wind meet.
Late during the year.
She will have in the peacefull wilderness,
Future, and many happy returns for this land,
Who always have open arms,
For the Tenderly Majestic Symbol
The Eagle

by Julia Veerappen

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