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owl
 
owl

he sits
on his perch
not making
a sound
watching
the world
as it passes
him by
moving only
to swoop
down upon his
unsuspecting
prey
returning
to his perch
to sate
his hunger
there

©2011 Don Tyson

By oldarmybear

© 2011 oldarmybear (All rights reserved)

 

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