“Wounded Eagles”
by Cheryl Huston

Eagles tethered by wheel chairs, or
with broken and missing wings,
But you still love your country
And the freedom that it brings.

In your eyes we see “the stare”
of horrors you leave unspoken,
Your personal wars, as well
as the battles that left your bodies broken.

If we could see inside your soul,
we’d find your spirit strong,
The Eagle’s heart, with its power and vision, for
Above the wrongs and infirmities with powerful wings you’ve risen.

For even wounded, the Eagle’s courage
And spirit remian unbound.
Your undaunted strength and love for Freedom inspire us here,
Though to the earth we’re bound.

Someday you’ll sour above the heights,
Your bodies well and whole.
Moved by the strength and courage
The eagle carries in its soul.

And from the cliffs of your lofty perch
Your memory will be the might
Of every eagle who fights for freedom
And what they know is right.