There she perches
Queen of her domain
Keen Eagle eyes
scanning the scene
Head never still
Then in the water
A silvery glint
And she’s airborne
Gliding with silent
grace
Almost aimlessly
Then with perfect
timing
She strikes to take
the rising fish
And with it safe in
her talons
She sets off to
deliver
The silver prize to her young
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