The Night Owl

I heave a luncheon meeting next week. Did you forget?
Who who who?
To sing a beautiful song,
Sitting on a limb sheltered out of sight,
And would all get together to go hoot-hoot-hoot.
The owl would fly away from the water,
To a good tree where he would take a little nap in the forest,
Where he’d see other night birds.
Everyone going away from friends,
Me well, but not forget.

-By the residents of Taylor Village

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