by Mary E. Lowd
April 1, 2021
Fuzzy & funny
The owl skews an eye
Giving a quizzical look
The Wise One wonders
Why you choose to reside
Trapped inside
A big wood box
When the sky stretches wide
With room to fly
Space for wings
Wandering thoughts
And wondering things
Perhaps that’s why—
Oh, poor Wingless One!
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
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