in my warm woolly blankets I lay awake
listening to the hooting spotted owlet
it's already 6 for God's sake
why ain't I out yet
they're waiting for me them shrikes.
I've been thinking of late
of taking an off work break
because at this rate I'mma forget
the call of the common crake
I may miss being out in the forest
but one thing remains same
my heart and birds intertwined
©Lankas Noi
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