I saw an egret
Or maybe a heron
Fly over treetops
A regal sky baron
In late afternoon
From north to the south
My eyes wide with shock
Joined with open mouth
Bird was all alone
I can only assume
Searching for shoreline
And fresh fish to consume
I wanted to shout
"Quick! Look over tall trees
An egret or heron!"
But there's no one but me
Pull in a deep breath
Savor joy that I feel
Looked up at right time
Captured Nature's reveal
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