To a Barn Owl
I often wonder where you go
wise sentinel, who somehow knows
that days grow long, time sways and bends.
You stay awhile, become our friend
Then off you fly, when summer ends
What becomes of one we've grown to know
who holds the night, on wings composed
You perch, clung to a red-tiled scope
upon the ridge, the barn roof's slope
in the shadow of the evening's grace
a silhouette on moonlight's face
You are keeper of the nightly dark
a ticking clock, when midnight sparks
with one eye closed to mock our sleep,
the other eye revolves to keep
a world in check 'till morning creeps
When first the chill of autumn's call,
I look for you as twilight falls
But, halls of dark are lonely now
Without you there, wind can't compare
Oh, where, oh, where, my friend are you?
For now, I see, the roof is bare
Wind echoed, last, a midnight tune
it called for you, but you weren't there
in silhouette against the moon
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Contest: "To A "
Sponsor: David Lindsay
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