When sunbeams shine on skies above
light the world , the fields and all thereof.
Deep in the woods where it’s cool and dark
the life of danger’s set to park…
Sleep comes easy, rest does too,
It’s important to let strength re-new.
The night will be another fight
to get the pray and some to bite.
Finally from dusk to dawn
the time has come to test the brawn.
in silence and with secret swings
the danger has prepared its wings.
Soundless floating on the wind
it finds its victim, has it pinned.
A cry in highest pitch and pain
and the predator has won his gain.
Quickly carrying it to hide.
three beaks to feed with strength and pride.
The night just started, much to do
mommy flies – for kids to chew.
No prey will have the time to fear
death will come, with none to hear.
No sound, no smell, it will go fast.
And no memory to even last.
The predator will eat it whole
later we’ll find them by the pole.
A pellet out of bones and fur
a victim’s life, gone in a blur.
But danger’s kids will proudly grow
to become more predators to show.
Beautiful and lethal, in secret to hide
More danger, more murder in silence to glide.
Adjusting with nature, in dawn and light
during night and day a beautiful sight.
Eyes like candles , attentive and wise
a master of death and in disguise.
Of course this danger is protected in weathers
covered from head to toe in feathers.
Something some call without respect “fowl”
I’m talking, no doubt, about the beautiful owl.
Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, August 2015