Call For The Owls Poem by Zyw Zywa
Call For The Owls
When I want to know something, I call
someone from the explanation folks
Strangers are my interpreters
and my guides in the web
Be my brother, my sister
give me a real kiss
'We are family', we are birds
of a feather, we fly together
over the net that binds us
to what we know
: our golden rule
Have Hand In Hand Trust
in yourself and the things you do
Heartiest Congratulations for the poem of the day. Hand in hand, flying together with faith is the best way of a happy life.
Marvelous poem with beautiful metaphors, an excellent poem to read. Wise words.5 Stars full, dear Zywa2!
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5/3/2024 8:25:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Marvellous Poem.....5 stars