Northwest Sunshine

When the eagles soar

High over the high ways

I have to be careful

Not to bump the car ahead

There were four the other day

Two the day before

Did they notice the sun was out?

A rare occurrence in the northwest spring

Were they just being like the rest of us?

Drunk with sunshine

Low tolerance for it

Only a little makes us giddy

And run out the door

 

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