Ordinary Night

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The lonely owl flies off

From its tree to the night

In search of prey.

A brown blur flits through the forest.

He hears a squeak,

Then sees a mouse scattering.

His ears perk up;

His eyes narrow.

The owl swoops and catches its snack.

Comments

mitchie168

I love owls.

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