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A Wise Old Owl Lived In An Oak
The More He Saw The Less He Spoke
The Less He Spoke The More He Heard
Why Can't We All Be Like That Wise Old Bird?!
~Author Unknown~

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There you sit, little owl
What makes you so wise
You stand so still, in the night
Moving, only your eyes

"WHO?"

YOU, Old Owl, I'm speaking too
I see you in the tree
Don't be coy and try to annoy
Answer this, for me

"WHO?"

YOU, Old Owl, give me a clue
What wisdom do you hold
Why do you ignore my question
Do you think me, a bit too bold

Then Old Owl let out a sigh
With one last exasperated

"WHO?"

He looked at me, quite annoyed
And then away he flew......

I guess that's why he is so wise
He's observant, without a word
He uses his ears, more than he speaks
He Really IS A Smart Old Bird!!

Do You Think I Talk Too Much?????
Well...
I Just Want To Stay In Touch!!

And Now....
With That All Said And Done
Have A Great Day
And Make It A Fun One!!

:-)

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Original Poem © 2/21/04 - Revised 9/3/11
All Poetry Original & Revised Versions were written by
Kathryn Sunday Davis
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