Owls Hunt
As the owl descends upon his prey
His talons open wide to grab hold
Whatever caught his attention that day
Using animal techniques of old
His talons open wide to grab hold
He yearns to hunt for him to survive
Using animal techniques of old
There's thrill to the hunt when preys alive
He yearns to hunt for him to survive
When he catches his prey, big or small
There's thrill to the hunt when preys alive
He screeches his victory to all.
Mary Taylor
4/21/2020
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