Keira read me this great little poem this morning.
The wise old owl sat in an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard
Why can’t we be like that wise old bird?
Happy Sunday – nuff said eh?
photo c/o eschipul
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Keira read me this great little poem this morning.
The wise old owl sat in an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard
Why can’t we be like that wise old bird?
Happy Sunday – nuff said eh?
photo c/o eschipul