Snowy Owl
By Sydney Devoe
An owl can sit perched on a tree branch anticipating a change in the night, with the moon at it’s back,
as it’s protector
The soft blue light shines so brightly on the silver armor of their feathers
The falling snow are night stars in the owls eyes
Their wisdom can guide them miles while in flight…
I know what I am doing right,
and when they find a home where their feathers can peacefully rest…
I will let my strength fill my mind with delight for the night,
So I can soar with the first light
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Sydney Devoe is an author of fiction and poetry. She spends her evenings with a book or a paintbrush in her hand, usually with a chocolate lab nearby. Sydney lives in London, Ontario, and is working as an entrepreneur at Sydney Devoe Stories On Canvas.
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