I find it very hard.
To think of screeching sounds,
when they're out playing, in my yard?
The noise they make is soft and sweet,
a pleasant trilling hoot, it seems.
Instead of nightmare conjuring,
it more reminds of pleasant dreams?
So when you're out night walking,
and you hear a trilling hoot.
Don't let imagination wild,
remove you from your birthday suit.
Or raise the goose flesh from your arms,
it's not the ghosts to take your loot.
Just moon-eyed screech owls talking, and,
the little guys, are somewhat cute!
copyright 2004 Donald R. Morris