My feet are like claws
I could cling to the crags
Eagle like
Observing my life
And yours
Arthritis has not yet crippled me
But it is time I quit the higher ground
Built a new nest in a secret valley
A secluded spot for you
And me
Soar eagle soar
Now reach for the clouds
On sensitive wings
An angel would envy
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
June 29th. - July 5th. - July 16th. 2021.
This first poem now dovetails easily into the second, (published on June 29th.), and the two should be read together.
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