Spring

In the spring,
Rabbits are hopping.
I look up into the sky.
Something white that has a sharp beak.
I take a peak,
it was a bald eagle.
I wonder if it was a beagle,
I didn't know if it was a bald eagle.
Then I heard tweet tweet.
I looked at the baby birds,
that wasn't a beagle at all it was a bald eagle.