Since the first time I saw you.
Birched upon a tree.
To finding out you were,
just watching over me.
The beauty of the hoot sound.
A precious melody.
Your wing spam.
As wide as one could see.
Time for take off.
But yet a tear I seen.
I a going to miss you,
White Owl, my beautiful sunbeam.
I will miss watching you beside my bed at night,
I will miss you from the moment you take your first flight.
I know in my heart you will be back again.
You are the wisest, the protector of all good men,