Her sprites were high in the sky,
Even thole her stomach was tied in a knot with hunger,
Her body weary from searching for food
With eyes almost as keen as an eagle
She looked down on those who were beneath her,
Watching them like an Hawk,
Their every move was noticed, as she waited for just one to leave their home unprotected
Appear an uncover pair,
A death diving swoop like lightening through the air energized,
Children screamed in a high pitch that only a mother could hear
A chase to no avail, because her speed was too great,
Her body was to agile,
Murderer cried into the distance sky
From high in the sky, she eased down to her young,
Happy to see their hungry faces,
Never knowing if an eagle in the sky, will see them uncovered, and feed them to her hungry young,
Just as she feeds Mrs Robin young, to hers...
Without question,
We can only except what God gives us,
or not give us...
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