Red Tail Hawk

My husband bought me earrings
With an avian design.
They look like feathers of a hawk;
I’m happy that they’re mine.

At first they didn’t grab me
When within the box they lay,
But dangling from my ears they’re great,
As I found out today.

Since red tail hawks will mate for life
The symbolism fits,
For 40 years of marriage means
We’ll never call it quits.

I often witness red tail hawks
In flight or in a tree
And now in silver I can sport
A hawk facsimile.