You are shy. So am I. You are grounded. But I can fly!
I am a garage eagle My mountains are made Of concrete and brick. Metal, smoking animals Crawl through my Cave. Bellowing and loud Sometimes they Hit us. I feed here and here is where my mate And family dwells. My aerie is a Compartment A recess in the wall. Here i nest and I rest. […]
The Howl There was a time the world was ours. No big tall buildings, no noisy cars. No people with guns, shooting at Everything they see. When we could howl As a family When we could roam our world At will Not worrying about if we would Be killed The moon our beacon, the sun […]