Time Flight
On freshwater lakes, you took flight
Fifty five million years in our past
Where pterosaurs had been in sight
Back in the deepest time so vast
On freshwater lakes, downward swoop
Beak open wide to catch your prey
Catching fish in hooked bill scoop
Back in the past, that distant day
Evolved to sea water, on coastal shore
Still soar and swoop to catch your prey
And seen by Darwin, in days of yore
Back when the Beagle came this way
Frigatebirds in the Galapagos Islands
As time flows by like grains of sands.
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