Little Owl - A Poem

Here. I wasn't planning on posting this, but Skyril and Ann said they liked it so I did. Here you go~
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Young little Owl

Her heart so full

Of dreams and of love

Of light and of trust

Of the Owl’s night-song

Weary little Owl

Suddenly grows tired of the night

She longs for the sun

She longs for the warmth

She longs for the Blue Bird’s day-song

Timid little Owl

Presents her wish

To the hawks and the eagles

To the sparrows and the cardinals

To all the birds who sing the day-song

Poor little Owl

Listens to their scorn

“You are of the night

You silly little thing

You sing only the night-song”

“Stupid little Owl

With your mind so deluded

The night is your wretched place

The night is your prison

The night for you, with your stupid night-song”

Brave little Owl

Proclaims in a strong voice

“I no longer care, silly day-birds

I no longer wish to join you in the sun

I no longer want to sing a day-song”

Proud little Owl

Tells them with shining eyes

“Night is no prison, who needs the sun?

Night has the moon and the stars

Night contains the wonders of the night-song”

Sweet little Owl

The muse of the night

Sings to the moon

Sings to the stars

Sings to the forest her night-song