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

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.

©2005