Mr Owl

I live in the middle of a busy town, my window view is of a car park so we don’t get much wildlife. But when the drunks go home, and the youths have moved on, I hear Mr Owl in the small hours of the morning. I hear him almost every night, hooting loudly and wildly. I think he is lonely and is searching for a Mrs Owl. His bird song is so precious to my sleepy ears!

Amy Belle

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