Fly The Bats Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Fly The Bats



In the night fly the bats
In colony over the large
Cave.

They be propense to
Cry not.
They fly low and wise.

The owls just underneath
From their sharp eyes and
Ears observe.
Intake their wisdom, in part
At least, at last.

Thursday, December 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: food,life,night
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