Fountain Inn

by Amelia | April 25, 2018
Poetry Contest 2018

           Outside My Window

As The black feathers drip with water

The daughter of night flies through the gloomy sky

She peruses the wet and shiny ground

for a sly creature that does not want to be found

She swoops down with her talons out!

She grabs a small furry creature as it droops its body towards the earth

She has caught her bountiful for the day

And she will not go hungry until the Suns rays shine again.

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