Today is my daughters birthday, she would be 23 today.
So I wrote this poem for her.

The Eagles Danced

We rode up the mountain and laughed in delight as
The Eagles soared over and danced just for us.
A dozen eagles that spiraled above the daughter I love.

With the ponies to the peak of the mountain we went.
Awestruck once again seeing the beauty, the glory,
Of this favored land.

The sun so brilliant, the sky was so blue.
I never had dreamed it was to be a farewell for you.
And who would have guessed, as we happily watched.
That this was to be,the very last eagles dance.

The white feathers were glistening brilliantly,
Like the snow on the distant mountain peaks.
Coming down off the mountain we rode by the lake,
Long shadows on the water, the chill as the
Darkness fell.

I listen for your laughter, sometimes on the wind,
I remember with longing the last day that we shared.
When God let the eagles come dancing on air.

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