White Owl As she wings 'round the skies. Soundlessly throughout the night; Often hearing her cries She comes to me This Great White Owl; She carries with her A message...Listen now. She speaks to me of life and of death. I carry her name Understanding each breath. She comes by day She comes by night. I have learned to listen Whenever she chooses flight. The Great White Owl I can feel her as she flies; She's the one for whom I was named With her I soar through the skies. Copyright ©August 1993 Dee Johnston
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