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Oh, snow owls, your beautiful sound
from the heavens lets light
through the clouds in the sunset.
Snow owls, when you rise at the dawn of winter,
your wings shimmer from the frosty bits
and you fly like a dove.
You are as majestic as an eagle,
soaring in the salty breeze.
Your eyes are like diamonds floating in the angry sea,
a tsunami of delighted sadness
trapped in a cage of anger.
Your feathers are like snow
falling from the dusk of twilight.
Snow owls,
stay in the heavens of midnight.
by Eva, 3rd grade