Fountain Inn

by Amelia | April 25, 2018
Poetry Contest 2018
           Outside My WindowAs The black feathers drip with waterThe daughter of night flies through the gloomy skyShe peruses the wet and shiny groundfor a sly creature that does not want to be foundShe swoops down with her talons out!She grabs a small furry creature as it droops its body towards the earthShe has caught her bountiful for the dayAnd she will not go hungry until the Suns rays shine again.
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