Owl

Owl by Sylvia Read

On Midsummer night the witches shriek,
the frightened fairies swoon,
the nightjar mutters in his sleep
and the ghosts around the chimney creep.
The loud winds cry, the fir trees crash,
and the owl stares at the moon.

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Owl

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