Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, COMPANIONSHIP AT NIGHT, by AGNES STEWART BECK



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COMPANIONSHIP AT NIGHT, by            
First Line: An owl's weird cry comes across the hill
Last Line: Keeps coming across the hill all night.
Subject(s): Animals; Birds; Cats; Night; Owls; Trees; Bedtime


An owl's weird cry comes across the hill
And I am alone tonight;
My mind conjures a dark ravine
With lifeless trees whose limbs
Outstretch as dying men's gaunt arms
Against a troubled sky,
Imploring mercy from a heedless God.

Draw close and purr, old yellow cat,
Though they call you a beast of prey,
But, oh, you're a living, breathing thing;
Warm blood flows through your veins,
And a little heart throbs beneath soft fur.
Draw close, old yellow cat,
For I am all alone -- and cold --
And the owl's weird cry
Keeps coming across the hill all night.





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