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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I live on the frozen tundra where cold winds blow I'm never bothered by the amount of ice and snow The thickness of my feathers are deep at my chest like a downy insulated coat that's better than a vest. I'm busy keeping watch over my two mated hens who sit on the nests we've built on mounded dens. I've eleven mouths to feed, all screaming for food at night I'm quite busy searching the neighborhood. My golden eyes are keen so I can see best in the dark When I dive for a morsel I never miss my targeted mark. I hear something scampering beneath the blanket of snow. It's a scurrying little mouse. Be right back, I have to go. Another snack for my babies, newly out of their shells. They think they have to eat when their stomach compels. Now that it's quiet, I'll perch on a branch up in this tree and keep a watch out for predators who want to eat me. Hunting is much easier because my fur coat is purest white. I blend in just perfectly with the snow by day and at night. I can turn my head in any direction by swiveling it around Until my prey approaches, I'm good at not making a sound. A fox is creeping in from the North, hoping for some action but my sharp talons will chase him away, to my satisfaction. Excuse me for a moment, but I see an approaching artic hare, a hardy meal for the chicks, my mates will chew to prepare. There are humans living near by, in a log cabin over the hill they leave meat out for me when they make a fresh kill. I've no reason to fear them because they never hunt for owl. I love living in this frigid climate where I'm free to fly and prowl. __________________________________________________ January 31st, 2016 Owl Personification Contest by Eve Roper
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