Nicola Frazzetto, Grade 5, Trinity College
I soar through the sky,
Hiding the sun behind my great wings,
Hunting down prey, anything that I can spy.
Wing beating, sending gushes of wind to Earth,
Propelling me into the clouds,
I am the great beast of the sky.
Soaring through the sky,
I am a beast to some,
But to me, I'm free.