Ten hours from Amarillo to Flagstaff
And that averages out to six hawks an hour in anybody’s
math.
It made him feel good to see one hundred hawks in one day’s
driving
And
Read like sheet music,
Read like a sentence,
From east-to-west,
From six aye em to four pee em,
Those hawks could have been the notes of a song
Or an avian alphabet
And the meaning and the message was always going to be good
news,
Always good news.
