Ode to My Bald Eagle
This was a Bald Eagle that I worked with and knew personally. His condition was not improving, he was lethargic, unhappy, and very sick. The vet that put him down knew that I wanted to be with him when he was put down. It was a very emotional experience for me, and as I write this I recall it as if it was yesterday. Even now, my eyes are filled with tears...
The Poem as follows
When I saw you for the last time tonight,
I knew that you were there to help save me from all this.
Finally, it was the end of this nonsensical fight.
My life was already at an end prior to this.
When you covered me, I didn't try to get away,
I was just too tired and too sick.
It should have been before today,
Every sun over the horizon saw me sick.
There's nothing left in my veins
Stop prodding and poking
All I feel is searing pain
Each time you are poking.
The gas is truly the sweetest taste
And as you cradle me in your arms,
I finally feel safe
In the warmth of your gentle arms.
I see my mate and we fly together anon
Just like we used to do by the sweet smell of destiny,
Once again I taste pleasure and the pain is gone.
Now this calming effect is truly my destiny.
The ache that you now feel inside
Is what I felt for many days and nights.
Now let me be your other worldly guide
Where I only flew when you turned down your human lights.
My broken heart ceases and my breathing stops
And everything is cold and dark.
What is left of my blood pressure drops,
But my feet are there on pine bark.
The touch of your arms fade from my wild breast,
And I have returned to my high haunts and soar
Over mine olde craggy crest
Where I will remain forever more.
Thanks to thine love for me in the final hour.