The Old Barn Down the Lane
Filtered sunlight swirls
through weathered cracks in the walls
a winter haven
Cat lays in the hay
licking kittens as they drink
a content tenant
Owls and swallows roost
keeping watch from the rafters
no mice dare scamper
Sun sets behind hills
eyes open wide and feathers fluff
its time for dinner
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