What The Owl Said Poem by Bonnie Cote

somewhere between cynicism and beauty
reality slides and grows, blossoms if you let it
from the seed to the flower in your mind
let that which was fall behind that said do not
forget those who loved and came and went
and made a dent in your or your soul
for they are you as you are you
it's all one, there is only one
many pieces it may seem
but only one whole

owl hoots and rooster crows
and only your mother knows
what it's like to have you,
your whole being,
deep inside, alive and breathing