The Night Owl
He'd be the only one wide awake under his roof,
writing poems and posting them all on poetry soup,
munching loudly on a midnight snack,
wife about to give powerful smack,
leaving behind his crumbs and not giving an owls hoot.
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2016
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