Saturday, 28 June 2014

A bat's flight

High up in the sky you soar,
catching moths, and bugs,
And more.

You twist, you turn,
You never cease
The moths tonight,
won't get much peace!

Upon my box,
Your clicks and squeaks
I have listened to
For many weeks.

I look upon your flight with awe
Your agile flits
I am glad I saw!

You loop, you bank,
You catch your prey,
Please come back,
Another day!

For I love to watch and listen,
When batty wings,
In twilight glisten

I turn off my bat box,
Store it tight.
For tomorrow is another night.

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