Wide Eyes The Owl
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As I stepped up the ladder,
With meat in my hand,
His crying was louder
With every step I made.
I was shaking,
Didn't know what he'd do.
The hold was now clear,
What should I do?
I looked in the hole.
He was so beautiful,
Eyes so big and wide.
I yelled to my husband,
"We'll call him Wide Eyes."
I could hear my husband saying,
"Not again, oh no not again."
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About the Book
Find out what Wide Eyes the owl brought home for dinner.
About the Author
A native of North Carolina and an ardent animal lover, she tries to save all the animals she can. When not saving animals or writing books, she's working in the home or garden. She enjoys painting, singing and fishing. She also published a book of poetry and several songs.