By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to KL Caley’s
weekly #writephoto prompt!
FLEDGLING
I will wait right here
that’s what I will do
Away from home
about life I haven’t a clue
She didn’t mean to leave me
of that I am sure
Mommy owls love
is so strong and so pure
The other fledglings left her
but I stayed by her side
They learned how to fly
They mastered their glide
I am a little different
my wings are too small
I couldn’t lift my body
not even at the mall
So Mommy owl brought me
to wait in this old pot
But I’m starting to wonder
if she’s coming for me – or not
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
Oh poor little baby owl, hope his mummy reappears, but a wonderful poem, Ami. Thank you so much for joining in with the #writephoto challenge. KL ❤
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Thank you KL! Hope everyone is back to good health now!! ❤️
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Thank you Jude! Congratulations on your book and cover!!! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
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I do hope mommy owl came back. loved the rhyme. It was perfect.
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You know nature appears cruel to us as emotional beings. My hope would be an owl rescue service lifts it up and gives it a home… ❤️
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Oh, so sad! Please Mommy Owl, come back for your baby.
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Thank you so much Deb! 🙏
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Beautiful 😊
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Yes ……. Thank you for reading and commenting Sadje, I really appreciate it. 🙏
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Oh, poor little owlet.
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