the eagle caught me off guard
when he asked me my nationality
i told him, American
but he persisted and asked again
what is your nationality?
so i told him, again, I am American
angry with my answer
he flew away
and as he ascended
he dropped a coin
and i heard him yell out,
make a wish or i won't come back
i still have it, i keep it in my pocket
but the eagle hasn't come back yet
3 comments:
This poem leaves me wondering why you haven't made the wish yet. I've contemplated various reasons ...
Please don't tell me as I prefer a mystery.
By the way, I enjoyed this poem.
Matt, truth is, i don't think i know either.
^_^ am glad you liked it
When i was little i used to always look for shooting stars to make a wish upon, having never seen any i never made a wish...but i don't really know what i would've wished for, anyway
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