Keeper of the Night
I am keeper of the midnight clock
A watchful eye, when darkness peaks
With one eye closed to mock your sleep,
The other eye revolves to keep
the world in check 'till morning breaks
They often wonder where I hide
when evening shadows stretch out long
My saucer eyes, will search the night
as a sentinel until first light
I perch, attached to the red-tile slope
upon the ridge, and then will scope
for predators within the grid
In the shadows of the evening's grace
I'm a silhouette on moonlight's face
You can trust my wisdom and my song
For I am keen to know, somehow
how time itself, will sway and bend
I'll stay awhile, become your friend
Then off I'll fly, when summer ends
When first the chill of autumn's call,
you will look for me as twilight falls
to say farewell, for I am called
But, halls of dark are lonely now
Without me there, wind can't compare
For now, you see, the loft is bare
When summer echoes in the wind
it will call for me, and I'll be there
When you hear sounds, much like the wind
You'll know it's me, with a lonely whoooo
I won't be asking who are you
It's just my way, to say I'm home
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2/5//16 Submitted for "Owls" Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
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