Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words…and then sometimes a few words can paint a picture, like this one I found on Pinterest which reminded me of my silly little Oliver Owl poem. Happy Saturday. (Original post for today will be posted tomorrow).
Oliver Owl is a happy old bird
as wise as wise can be.
He makes his home in the forest
at the top of an old pine tree
He dines on delicate insects
and wears his feathers well,
they appear as a fine tuxedo
in shades of brown eggshell.
Oliver’s eyes are round and bright,
they help him to plainly see
through the dark, dark night in the forest
at his home in the old pine tree.