"The Owl in Winter"

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.