Owlspeak
I heard the owl call my name,
and tried to answer just the same.
Not sure he thought my efforts cute;
at least he didn’t give a hoot.
Undaunted, I did then resume;
as he flew off, he asked, To whom?
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2023
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