Owl's First Flight
Almost grown.
Time to fly.
Can I hunt?
Dare I try?
Now it's dusk.
I should go.
Dinner waits
far below.
Little mouse.
Hungry me.
But it's far
From this tree!
Spread my wings.
Lift my feet.
Here I go!
Will I eat?
I can see
In the dark.
Never brush
Branch or bark.
Feathers soft,
Silent flight.
Quiet wings
In the night.
I can hear
Every sound,
LIke that mouse
On the ground.
Drop down low,
Talons wide.
Now they close,
Mouse inside.
Beak so sharp;
So I eat.
Food goes down
Head to feet.
Stomach full.
Hunger's flown.
I can hunt
All alone!
Next time no
Fear or fright.
I'm an owl!
I love night!
