Beautiful he, who sits and stares,
Numbers dwindling, no one cares.
So brave the one, who shows no fear,
Wisdom he, as he sheds a tear.
Knowledge yours to become aware.
Loyalty his, can’t compare,
Spirit strong with bravery rare.
Sacred, we shall always revere.
Beautiful he.
Grace will die, when they disappear,
Such heartbreak will be so severe.
Destruction seen, moves to despair,
Loneliness felt, does bring a tear.
Now look and see, the Eagle there,
Beautiful he.




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