Night Owl Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr
Night Owl
Night owl.
I sit on my pouch at night and hear the night owls hoot.
First one then another call back and forth
You can hear them far away.Another here and there.
Hoot hoot they cry just to see who answers them.
A coyote off in the far distance answers with a howl.
Hoot hoot at times I think they are talking to me.
The night owls up late like me
Monday, October 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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