From Blackland Prairie Raptor Center
An owl sat high up in his tree
Gazing as far as he could see
A cool breeze swept through
The owl cried, “Who, Who?”
And the wind said “It’s only me.”by April Erwin
From Blackland Prairie Raptor Center
An owl sat high up in his tree
Gazing as far as he could see
A cool breeze swept through
The owl cried, “Who, Who?”
And the wind said “It’s only me.”by April Erwin
I love The Bard’s poems
It felt like a good morning for an owl poem.