Glen Hope, PA
I'm sitting here in the quiet
of the night
looking for a hoot owl.
In fact, she's my hoot owl.
You may ask how I can tell
my hoot owl from all the others.
Is she wiser than the other hoot owls?
Is she bigger than the other hoot owls?
Does she have different color feathers than the other hoot owls?
Then how will you know her when you see her?
Let me tell you.
When ours eyes meet,
our hearts melt, then;
I know it's my hoot owl.
I miss her so much when we're apart.
Hoot Owl, find your way to me very soon.