Night Owl
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From the darkness of the eaves,
bathed in evening's undertone,
something's seen among the leaves -
something made of meat and bone
Bathed in evening's undertone,
something tries to slow it's breath
Something made of meat and bone,
sensing sudden, silent death
Something tries to slow it's breath
Something's seen among the leaves,
sensing sudden, silent death,
from the darkness of the eaves
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04/22/2020
Prompt #1
Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2020
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