i like to watch the kestrel when he begins to fly
flying with such grace high up in the sky
hovering on the wind till the time his right
to take away his food to fill his appetite

with the speed of light diving to the ground
as silent as can be he dosent make a sound
with a mighty swoop and his kestrel skill
in between his talons he takes away his ****.

a master of the sky a lovely bird his he
the beauty of the kestrel is such a sight to see