To be a hawk,
Oh,
To be a hawk,
Oh to fly so high,
In the sky,
To be a hawk,
Flap my wings,
Try to be,
With the wind,
How it sings,
To be a hawk.
If only once,
They could talk,
Oh,
I’d ask them nicely,
Just how highly,
They like to soar,
To be a hawk,
If I was there,
We’d fly some more,
To be a hawk,
Scavenge for meals,
Oh,
To be for real,
To be a hawk.
If only once,
They could talk,
To be a hawk.
NV. – written on May 18th, 2018 started @ 10:13 a.m. finished @ 10:33 a.m.
Was hanging out with a hawk up in the sky, made me cry, don’t know why she swallowed the fly perhaps she’ll die. – SF.
