Poem about the owl:
The owl is sitting there quietly on the branch
Turns your head now and then
seems to be listening to music
She is calm and serenity
Also a powerful presence at the same time
She looks out into the world with keen eyes
Even at night she sees everything brightly during the day
She feels at home in the forest
Lives in a tree
Manages your large area
Speaks volumes when she calls
Get a mouse for the feast
Live happily in your home
Your friends are with her
and mostly doing well
Drawing by Loredana Paul
Lyric by Ralf Christoph Kaiser