Sounds like an excuse but its not I wrote this when I was 8 and had an obsession with owls but I have managed to change some of the dialect so it makes sense..
As the wind dances through the trees
A lonely hoot travels with the breeze
Sit a creature hidden by night
On a branch far from sight
An owl there sits small and frail
Beneath a full moons light
Forever pale.
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Yeah I was quite literally obsessed with owls this one was I only one I could read the hand writing of lol
If you can something amazing at eight years old, I really don't know what you could do now! Great little poem. Loved it! 😃
@misslittleDHP @naaviie @mpallister24 @redfae thank you it was a rhythm at the time but I guess it makes more sense now :)
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