Saturday, September 29, 2007

A Poem

Owls
All alone in the darkness of night
The owls come out and stay out of sight.
They look about with their eyes so yellow
And softly fly with their wings so mellow.
By Madelyn Liptak
September 2007
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4 comments:

  1. Anonymous8:33 PM

    I can hear sweet Madelyn's voice reciting this....it falls lightly on my ears. What a calming way to end the day.
    I loved your poem MAdelyn! :)
    Love, Aunt Jenna

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  2. sarah11:31 PM

    I love it! Who knew she's such a little poet! Was this a school assignment or just something she came up with on her own:) ?

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  3. Anonymous5:01 PM

    I too was surpise that you are a poet. Keep it up!!!! I love you Madelyn and I can hardly wait to hug you when you come here at Christmas.

    Nanny saids

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  4. Anonymous8:27 PM

    madelyn,I can just hear the owls flying so softly thru the night! I loved your poem. You described so well one of God's interesting creatures! Love, Grandma

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