Ode to the Owl

The image is taken from Pixabay. 

Out in the dark night, you perch on a treetop 

Awake when the rest of the world goes to sleep

Staring at me through the grills of my window

Saving me from vile.

They could chant all spells of ancient black magic

Weaving a strong web of sinister motives

Nothing can touch me as long as you are here 

Wide-eyed protector.

What is it that binds you and me together

The hidden secrets of the shadowy night

An unrevealed link from a previous life

My friend forever. 

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Notes:
Owls are cute looking birds (at least to me). They have this subtle sinister edge to them making them appear a little creepy at times.
The poem is written in Sapphic Ode style. The first three lines of each stanza have 11 syllables each the last lines have 5.