Oakley's Poems is a website devoted to capturing the beauty of life in its simplicity through verse and imagery.
Perched in a fir with drooping eyes, He barely hoots beneath the skies. A yawn, a blink, then dreams take hold, The barred owl sleeps, fearless and bold.
Perched in a fir with drooping eyes,
He barely hoots beneath the skies.
A yawn, a blink, then dreams take hold,
The barred owl sleeps, fearless and bold.
-Oakley
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