Traveling through the darkest, coldest night He takes flight to search for his family's food Even when the snow is deep on the ground
Often found sitting in trees up high he is always Waiting there for his unknowing prey to come out Listening for the slightest, softest, little sounds
In any season he is there to hunt to survive Nesting to keep his family warm and fed
Winter is another season for him to get through It's cold and snow is falling but yet he goes on Never falters from his never-ending search for This is the life of an owl that will never stop Even in the dead of Wintertime he flies while Remembering his family at home needs him.
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