In The Hour Of The Owl.

(Ode to Faith).
In the hour of the Owl,
I write a Poem,
A Poem to tell you
That I care.

Sometimes, words can not change anything,
But lines can.
They can tell you how much I love you.
Stanza after Stanza I will speak.

Not like yesterday,
But today I speak.
I will try to tell you,
You are blessed.

That blessing, only a few can,
Only them with a life's purpose.
That's why you are a year older than yesterday.

Happy Birthday Queen.
With all my Faith,
I will still say,
Happy Birthday Faith.

© George William Ochago.
@George The Tired Poet.
Oct 20, 2024.
#PoeticSundays.

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