You see, I have a friend that is sometimes invisable.. to some.
He visits me at nite, when its quiet.
And when the skys are covered with dark blankets and stars.
that is when he comes.
I always hear his soft whoooo whoooo whooo's.
His name is Owlburt .
He is an owl of course!
Oh, Owlburt knows exactly when the time is just perfect
to fly down from the giant red cedar tree,
that he calls "his tree"
and come to my window.
.
His eyes glow,,,like moons, two moons!
And I can see his big furry, fluffy feet as they shuffle back and forth on
the crooked tree branch..
He waits for just the perfect time to fly , and then" fly "he does!
He comes right to my window every night!
And then at the quickest moment when mommys eyes close,,,,,,,
and she is asleep
in through the window he comes! |