Snowy Owls

Published by Family Friend Poems October 2008 with permission of the Author.

Sleeping softly through the day,
Never making a sound.
Only seeming to wake up,
When the sun goes down,
that is when
Young snowy owls come out to play.

Opening its eyes,
ready to fly.
Wings at the ready,
at the edge of the nest
Leaves the forest into the night,
eyes lit by the moon.

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