Stars swirl in a midnight sky as
The forest tiptoes through darkness,
Aware only of itself.
The owls have returned.
Their voices in chorus give life to the darkness.
A fox barks back to them in welcome,
His winter loneliness forgotten.
(4/7/16)
Stars swirl in a midnight sky as
The forest tiptoes through darkness,
Aware only of itself.
The owls have returned.
Their voices in chorus give life to the darkness.
A fox barks back to them in welcome,
His winter loneliness forgotten.
(4/7/16)
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Ah…my owls change their location to the edge of my property in the spring…so I’m missing them right now…enjoyed the mood you created with your verse.
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Thank you, aren’t owls wonderful!! I just love listening to them in the woods just behind my house. I live in a little cottage way back off the road in the woods. Lots of animal friends out here but I think my favorites are the owls. Love hearing them late at night hooting to each other!
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