• The owl's eyes,wise,knowing,seeing,
    scanning all creatures,life forms,beings,
    only to come out when the day
    has cooled down,silenced,darkened,
    at that time the owls harkens
    to the sound of rodents and mice,
    craves their flesh,so very nice,
    to have in your beak,he takes a peak
    at the ground,not a sound,
    but the rustling of a bush,
    a crunch of leaves,something rush,
    a streak of gray,a mouse indeed,
    on that mouse the owl will feed,
    the owl swoops down,like a streak,
    and the mouse,one final squeak,
    the mouse in the talons of the beast,
    and now it's finally time to feast.