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Depression turns a story into a masterpiece.

Perched in his tree,
singing a song
wondering who is there
below the bark.

The night, calm,
and mysterious
the owl atop his tree
in complete darkness.

Those yellow eyes lock with mine,
and he’s off in the night
where he’ll go I’ll never know
but I miss him so.

Categories: Poetry
Tags: #Life

Comments (2)

  • Beth Winter . April 20, 2012 . Reply

    LOVE <3

    • (Author) Bradley Howington . April 20, 2012 . Reply

      Glad you LOVE it, Beth. Love you! :heart: 🙂

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