Putter round my kitchen
Stifling a morning yawn
I hear an owl's soft hoots
Not long before the dawn
Tiptoe to my window
But no light from new moon
Tilt my head and listen
More hoots a nighttime boon
Oh! I wish I could see
That hunter of dark night
An watch a slight glide
Maybe with dawn's first light?
But the night grows silent
No hoots to guide my sight
Glad I got up early
Heed owl hoots in dark night
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