Tonight there is something change
Where is my old friend Owl
I am waiting until midnight
Where is he, the old Owl
Is that because he want to be free
Then just left me
I have been using my little light
to see him, my old owl
No one see him this night
I feel curios where he go
I want my old owl come back and
be my friend again just weating until the sun come up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tonight there is something change Where is my old friend Owl I am waiting until midnight.... very good write. thought provokingand neat write....10 read mine 'Canany body tell me? and inflamed mind