April 8

fluff Owl

It was an amazing day

on the thirteenth of May

He was sitting on a twig

he wasn’t really that big

 

He opened his eyes that night

and he kind of gave me a fright

His beak was smaller than an atom 

his feet was black like my cabin

 

His fluffy feathers were dancing in the wind

his voice is super thinned 

he is a big fluffy ball

He is not very tall