April PAD Day 12-Girl Chasing Owls

Wedged in trees

in the shadow of Mt. Adams

a small town, patchwork of dairy farms

wooded areas and old logging roads

me, a girl chasing after owls

dancing from tree to tree

wildly spirit, running through the forest

building forts, imagination my best friend

and a small group of ragtag comrades

waiting to hear our parents call us home

before the daylight disappears

behind the mountains, and at night

the coyotes would serenade us

counting the squeaks of bats, shooting stars

sky full of constellations

absorbed into my pupils

and I knew I could fly

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