What is that noise I hear?
A piercing bird cry call
Sort of like a blue jay
Sound's urgency enthralls
I step outside and look
Listen for a new cry
A loud and drawn out call
Direction mystifies
I look up in dead tree
Long wings swoop over roof
Bird flies into tall trees
Gone in a green leaf poof
Flight path came from behind
I never saw bird's head
Long wings, large round belly
Tan colors on wing's spread
Bird must have been a hawk!
It's wing span was so wide!
Belly whitish yellow
Swooped in a silent glide
His presence is a clue
Why squirrels don't hang around
Spend most of time in woods
Race over open ground
Though squirrels would not agree
I'm glad to see a hawk
There are too many squirrels
Balance for nature's stock
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