Little Owl

Little Owl 

Little owl, what is it that we search for? 
The forests' whispers are unsure 
We stay quiet, but sometimes our hearts' pull and swell 
Fainter than the previous yells
When we live life in technicolor 
We expect to see things in no other 
Why when we sometimes cannot feel at all 
Sometimes a little tear does fall? 
Little owl, I've been learning my darkness through and through 
So it can become my sunlight too
And we have been doing well 
Balancing strong on our branches tall 
We will carry on trying to use our song 
To find our own kingdom where we belong
When feelings to co-operate grow
All the fireflies in the night do glow
Creatures of the night can embrace us with terrors 
And with nerves they pluck our feathers
How can we try and use our wings 
To gulp down all the joy they bring? 
And when the moon begins to weep 
We can sing her back to peace 
It must get lonely lighting the whole night sky
With no little stars nearby
Little owl, when we stare into the night 
We hope that she is safe and alright