My Falcon Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

My Falcon

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My falcon comes not back again

To sit upon my wrist with hooded eye
Yielding first his fierce-sought prize

Are these times so easily forgotten?

But still I hope...as so far away he goes
Some alien land with sunny slopes
His swooping shadow knows

Some bright-lit skies with fresh winds laced
My falcon forever flies

Alas how desolate the heart
That scans these vacant skies

My Falcon
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sulaiman Mohd Yusof 27 May 2008

what a falcon you got there isabelle.

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