Owl’s Song

Hoot, hoot, hooot, whooo;I woke up to an owl’s songthe air speckled with frosttall, majestic trees laced in dollops of weary wintry weather. Hoot, hoot, hooot, whooo;I, still dazed from heavy sleep, woven in layers of colorful quiltswondering, willfully curious as a catof the song’s lyrical message. Hoot, hoot, hooot, whooo;I had longed for aContinue reading “Owl’s Song”