I loved watching
Birds and sky;
An owl hooting
On the piped branch entrance
...
She came again
and left no scratch:
she a wild lil' creature
yet modestly kind:
...
She was happy by name
But mean with her aura.
She knew they disliked her
yet she was unique.
...
Clouds And Charms
I loved watching
Birds and sky;
An owl hooting
On the piped branch entrance
Of my house;
Regular it almost was: the nights.
Back when guest came
I cried for no cause
Perhaps I fluctuated four times
I tried spilling it out
But maybe couldn't.
I found a camera
Yet damaged with circle
I continued;
That unique cloud took
My breathe away.
The colorful bird,
The owl, I considered them luck;
Once I got that lil' leaf
I lost it yet found
A longer one
It was a lucky charm
That sign my mum
Made too.
I still have that colorful feather;
That journaled leaf
That is dry now;
Me being obsessed with clouds
Wished I was close enough;
Did I not have been sad;