It was a scorching bright blue
The sky that day
With a steady west wind howling by.
The desert's grey dirt swirled dancing
Sagebrush ruffled and waved without pause,
As a young jack merlin leaped airborne
Not for his prey, but applause.
Cotton ball clouds cast shadows below
Critters raced around just to survive,
And up in the air soared that merlin so high
Happy with falcon wings and the ride.
The wind blew, and gust, and eddied, and sheared
Teaching the jack merlin about grace.
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