The woodland’s world 💚🦉

And listening to a majestic Barn owl screeching, passing me by

There is always something special for me at this time of the twilight but I will never know why

As I lie back on my sofa looking up at the heavens above way up high..
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Of course I am feeling so secure in the comfort of my own home

Putting pen to a piece of paper, jotting down this very personal poem

Thinking how colourless the darkness is with everything just monochrome..
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I wish you readers could hear this Oolly Owl that is right outside my house

I bet he is satisfied with himself after probably pouncing down on a little lone mouse

Huh I wish I was that beautiful Barn Owl flitting feistily from tree to tree