As a Night Owl
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Lonesome these timed hours ...rustling low
That my wings flit in a parade,
Enchanting this child, and he smiles
Across moonlit lawns, unafraid.
Darkness reminds me to find joy
As I perch for morning's rest,
To gather strength,a new night's oath
Unfolding... relishing life's best.
Contest for Eve Roper
Owl Personification Form 2/13/2016
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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