Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

The Owl Is Having a Birthday

The owl is having a birthday. Big Whoop I say.
It’s not like he’ll have it in the wake of day.
He always has his parties when I am trying to sleep.
Awakening me at the moment my slumber is deep.

Why must he be nocturnal? I ask the gods.
My head is already sleepy, I feel a few big nods.
I drop off to sleep hoping he won’t wake me tonight.
Of course he does – each time giving me a bigger fright.

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Swetha Vangaveti March 4, 2022 at 9:16 AM Oh I should call myself an owl!! Lol! Caren Krutsinger March 4, 2022 at 12:08 PM Yes you should

L Milton Hankins March 3, 2022 at 9:32 PM Whooo! Whoo! Who? The owl, of course. We don't see many of them around here, but, as you point out, they are nocturnal. Beautiful in flight, I am told. Caren Krutsinger March 4, 2022 at 12:08 PM They are gorgeous sounding - I have one I hear but never see. My friend sees her barn owl.