The eagle sits atop the tree, surveys the world for all he sees. Watching a land spin out of control, a tear he weeps for the lost souls. The people they look but do not see, the eagle that sits…
The view of Party’s pander, to see the zoo first hand. Makes pause to sit and wonder, The time has come to stand.
Purple, her dress is so carefully stitched. Look at her porcelain face, hands and feet. While her bonnet, it sat lazily hitched, oh my, such a beauty this doll was she.
What happened? I think about you every day Wonder if you think of me. Even though you’re so far away gives me joy for all to see.
Darkness falls over the day, distraught, the sounds they cry out in despair. A cloud descends o’er my eyes this night as I sleep between dark and light.