Who rides the night
On silent wing,
Whose nighttime tunes
In darkness ring?
Who stalks above
And dives beneath,
Whose talons lie
In feathered sheath?
Who dons a mask:
A frosted cowl?
It is I,
The snowy owl.
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Tailwind: Poems by a Teenage Naturalist
Poetry🕊️A 2018 Watty's Longlisted Work!🕊️ ...the girl asked the raven how she could fly. The Raven told her it was easy. All she needed was a tailwind to help her heart soar. Flight lets you see the world from a different perspective. My eyes are ope...
