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The Tiny Tawny Fledgling

A tiny tawny torso
With tiny tawny eyes.
In tiny tawny cautious flows
The tiny tawny flies.

A tiny tawny heartbeat
With tiny tawny pace;
A tiny tawny look upon
A tiny tawny face.

Tiny tawny feathers
Of tiny tawny brown.
Tiny tawny eyebrows make
A tiny tawny frown.

A tiny tawny tinted breast
So tiny tawny cute.
A tiny tawny voice to call
A tiny tawny hoot.

Two tiny tawny wing tips
For tiny tawny flight
The tiny tender tawny owl
Takes off into the night.

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Hello, Alan,
I have never heard of the Tawny Owl before. Visited Google to find out more, what a delight! Your well written poem with excellent rhyme and alliteration will help me remember this beauty.
Thank you!
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Lavender for your kind Comments and for taking an interest in the tawny owl. I guess that you don't have these in The States. We have many here in Yorkshire, England. They fill out the night sky with their voice.

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that it was a sparrow, until the last. What a nice surprise to find it was an owl. I too, looked it up and found it. Sounds like something that we would have read about in the grade school and I felt that it was written by someone who would have made a great teacher. Nicest job! ~ Geezer.
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in The States Geezer. I think the nearest you will get is the barn owl, a lighter coloured (colored) little guy.
I once was custodian of a fledgling tawny with a lightly damaged wing (40 years ago) and it stayed with me until it could fly and hunt and then left. We called it Tony (of all things) and it lived indoors with me for around 3 weeks. It sat on the sofa on a newspaper and watched television. I never saw it again after it left but hope that it lived out its 20 years or so life span successfully.
I'm surrounded by tawnys these days and, who knows? one or more may be related to Tony.

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A very clever use of alliteration.
Very delightful to read piece.

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Thank you for flying by and commenting. I think that you will have tawny owls in your part of the world and hope that, if so, you enjoy them.

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Not exactly. I never saw one in this part of the world but your poem captured it for me.
Thank you.

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what an absolute delight this poem is. The alliteration ads to th poem
it was sheer pleasure reading this made me go
aww out load

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

Thank you Chrys. Your kind comments are an inspiration.

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Well this is simply splendid. Should be used in schools for children to read.

Thank you...Teddy

You are very kind. Here in England schools have a 'poetry week' and in the area where I live they use a few of my poems to read, or have read, in class and then discuss them. It is great honour to have ones poetry read in class.

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Delightful poem about the tawny owl, Alan. We have different sorts of owls where I live. Reminds of when my little daughter found a baby sparrow on the ground, she brought it inside and we fed it fine quaker oats, crumbs, water, etc. Then tiny bits of meat. Diana cared for it during 4 years, it even travelled in a cage when we went on holidays. This sparrow was often on Diana's shoulder as she went about her tasks. Aged 4, it died, we were so sad.
Good alliterations and rhyming in your poem. Yes, children would love it. I'm sure you enjoy having your poems read during classes or poetry week. Always discovering new things about my friends here.

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For your welcome comments. I guess the countryside where you are is far different to where I live. We have many species of birds here and a good few kinds of owls.

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