The Quiet climb
Flowers that go through ,
Lack of pleasures,
And the apprecation sight,
Still they bloom bright.
Like the birds the swoop,
Past the ocean blue,
Across the vastness of the pain,
But reach the destiny,not in vain .
Like the animals who hunt,
Dare them a single grunt ,
For the wellness of their own ,
They make the choices and reap what they sow.
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William Shakespeare level of english.I would recommend you to understand the depths and levels this poem went to make you understand the comapssion and admiration about animals.