
The Owl plummets
her strength
is lost
The gale has done itβs worst
π
Fighting the storm
has taken its toll
Exhausted
shelter is sought
π
With shelter
the passing of the storm
She takes flight
soaring once more
Just a few rambling pieces of poetry
The Owl plummets
her strength
is lost
The gale has done itβs worst
π
Fighting the storm
has taken its toll
Exhausted
shelter is sought
π
With shelter
the passing of the storm
She takes flight
soaring once more
π¦π¦
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sweet, love the image
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Thank you π
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Beautiful! I love owls- accept screech-owls, they’re too noisy! LOL β€
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Thank you! π
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My pleasure, Stuart!
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