Sweet Suffolk Owl

Sweet Suffolk owl, so trimly dight
With feathers, like a lady bright;
Thou sing'st alone, sitting by night,
'Te whit! Te whoo!'

Thy note that forth so freely rolls
With shrill command the mouse controls;
And sings a dirge for dying souls.
'Te whit! Te whoo!'

by Thomas Vautor

Comments (28)

Amazing thought.The best part is none of us is or else we all are.
I love the lesson the poem brings out
Beautiful & lovely poem
A nice positive poem.10
Beautiful poem..........
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