On the sun’s fall beyond the horizon,
while others sleep
he’s there keeping watch
sat on his spot on a willow branch
he looks about with his wide open eyes
occasionally swooping down on
rodents up to mischief
sharing a perch with some feathered chums
flying and swooping to sirens and hums
all by the light of a silvery moon
till the sun returns – he’ll be off to bed soon.
Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer. View more posts
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The Inkwell
Fabulous ❤
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