Nuhl-Tuhl

Oh Great owl Rarely seen I can see you Talons clenched and sad eyes stare down at me Perched high upon that naked old fired tree your prairie once Ever green Great owl Seen Ashamed that human spark will never flee
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 21, 2016 at 12:46 AM
DEBORAH, Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words. Keep sharing and writing poetry. ~SKAT~
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October 26, 2009 at 4:53 AM
Enjoyed your poem this morning Deborah. Love, Carol
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October 24, 2009 at 2:38 PM
Yes habitat is disappearing somewhat but we can do little things where we live to make small habitats for animals and birds. Keep writing. Sara
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