27 August 2012
You sent a tiny guardian,
Perhaps to look after my heart,
He has no name, just a face,
Perhaps so we'd never be apart,
With wings speckled silver,
And great big dark eyes,
Did you give him to me,
To make me your prize?
He watches over things,
Cheeky little guy, on me he spies,
I wonder at your motives,
And I wishfully hope you care,
A little owl clock pendent,
Some symbol of our affair?
Owl • Opuss № I