Masked Owl

Gliding along on

Cool night winds

On silent wings

Is a masked owl.

She has brown feathers,

which are spotted,

and a pale face

with eyes black solid.

She is on the prowl,

A stealthy hunter,

Ready to strike.

Three, two, one, now.

She swoops down low,

Sharp talons extended,

A squeak of fear below

And a successful catch!

A delicious, juicy

Possum for dinner.

She gulps it down

And flies on.