You are a funny little owl cries Alice
We are perched in the midnight tree
The birds will sing when the sun comes out to play
We never know which route to take
We could flee but we will always be found
Whatever caused rose to blossom
It was in the night and the moon fell
I am a funny little owl
We will caw and hold tight to each other
Perched upon our midnight tree.
A chummy soliloquy here, perched together here. I really liked it.
ReplyDeleteIt is such a relief to know that we have someone always there to hold us.
ReplyDeleteIndeed sometimes we have to just hold tight to one another and keep each other warm and safe!
ReplyDeleteWhatever caused rose to blossom
ReplyDeleteIt was in the night and the moon fell... what an image that is!
Beautiful...begs to be illustrated!
ReplyDeleteIt is comforting to know, "you will always be found." Especially when you are lost. I enjoyed reading your write!
ReplyDeleteIf the moon is going to fall, we might hold on to wings that make us feel safe.
ReplyDeleteI think you need to hold on tight when it feels like that...
ReplyDeleteI got a warm and comfortable feeling whilst reading this. Alice never fails to delight me.
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How endearing this poem is! A funny little owl, perched in a midnight tree. Hold on tight, morning comes soon.
ReplyDeleteIt is good to hold tight,as tight as can be, as we caw and soothe. Roses will blossom...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Luv the chummyness here. Though are you sure you two want to caw rather than hoot😊
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday Jae
Much💖love
Sweet poem! Love!
ReplyDeleteWe will caw and hold tight to each other" gives one a comfortable feeling Nice poem
ReplyDeleteThe friendship in your poem is dear and deep. That's admirable!
ReplyDeleteLove your midnight tree. I can see you 2 there.
ReplyDeleteI love owls – and funny little ones are of course best of all.
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