Posted: March 6, 2010 in 1

The bald eagle soars high in the sky.

He angles his wings,

swooping down and flying low,

and the wind whistles in his ears.

And then reality snaps back into place.

A small child is whistling in front of the metal fencing of his encloshure

His injured wings are tied back and all he can do is hop up and down.

He is stuck only able to dream about being free

  1. Doraz says:

    Freedom is a gift we should never take for granted. Have a great week! 🙂

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