Pat Cooper, a friend of this blog, was inspired to write a poem based on one of my posts about Mrs. Ace the screech owl, waiting for food in the nesting box. And I was inspired by her poem to do a 40-second video (above). The poem is called: "Think Worms." It is based on this posting. Here’s the poem: Think Worms By Pat Cooper Can’t leave, Can’t leave. Can’t leave. Eggs. Sitting. Waiting. Sitting. He means well but I get so tired of moles and moths, moths and moles. Do I hear rain? On rainy nights, think worms. — copyright 2008 by Patricia L. Cooper
Pat Cooper, a friend of this blog, was inspired to write a poem based on one of my posts about Mrs. Ace the screech owl, waiting for food in the nesting box. And I was inspired by her poem to do a 40-second video (above). The poem is called: "Think Worms." It is based on this posting. Here’s the poem:
Think Worms
By Pat Cooper
Can’t leave, Can’t leave. Can’t leave.
Eggs. Sitting. Waiting. Sitting.
He means well but I get so tired
of moles and moths, moths and moles.
Do I hear rain?
On rainy nights, think worms.
— copyright 2008 by Patricia L. Cooper
I love that poem. Delightful. I have a love affair with screech owls.
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Candy Pfau
I love that poem. Delightful. I have a love affair with screech owls.