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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