Sun had almost gone as Moon started to shine.
In the gloaming Owl began her journey into night.
She had rested well and woken with the stars,
Eager to explore the tender beauty of the dark.
Night was hers, her time to fly free,
Where shadows whispered secrets only she could see.
In the gloaming Owl began her journey into night.
She had rested well and woken with the stars,
Eager to explore the tender beauty of the dark.
Night was hers, her time to fly free,
Where shadows whispered secrets only she could see.
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You bring light to a world darkened through the abuse and neglect by men that only take from her
Your art & poetry give me hope for the delicate future ahead. Artists like yourself capture the hopes of ages past, and the future while capture our Hearts π