On an eagle's wing

• Katrina Crossley, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2004

Have you ever been on an eagle's wing
So high above the mountains sing
so fast at flying at that pace
the air is blowing at your face.
the sun is gowing down to rest
and the eagle is gowing to his nest
you start to float away down a stream
just then you wake up and relize it was only a dream