March 25




I hear the red tails

Make their plaintive calls

Look as if they should leave contrails

Riding thermals high in the sky

Making me wish I could fly


It is a mated pair

See how their flight patterns intertwine?

As they drift in the air

See their feathers so fine?


I wonder if she is carrying eggs.

Has their nest site been claimed?

Have they built a platform of sticks and twigs?

Has their territory been proclaimed?


I wish you luck my fine feathered friends

For life is too short to be at loose ends.


~Charlotte Greer Slater


For Mama on mothers day


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Posted March 25, 2020 by Charlotte Von Woffle Greer in category "All of Charlotte's Poetry

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