Look,
how graceful,
how the hawk
circles, soars,
floats a thermal
while a lizard
and squirrel
scurry below.
Have you learned about the food chain? I once read a statistic from the LA Zoo that only one in every 1,000 bird eggs reaches maturity. They advised if you found a baby bird out of its nest, to leave it alone. I also think there are 1,000 poems written for every one that gets published.
Today's poem is a reminder that there are pluses and minuses in every event. It was beautiful for me to see the soaring hawk; it wasn't beautiful for the lizard or squirrel. Can you think of other examples? Can you try writing a poem about it?
Try beating the odds and leave your poem in the comments section below. Have a fun weekend.
