The Owl Song.

I heard the owl song

A song of uniqueness and contentment.

I have got no strength to fly so high like a hawk or mighty eagle

I get satisfied with insects, fishes and rodents as my meal.

I have got no tooth to chew

But I have got great ears that hears the sound of a prey hundred miles away

I rip my prey and swallow them whole

I have got big eyes

That sees the thinnest of my prey

I have got feathers with soft edges

That makes my flight unannounced

And allow me to stoop down on my prey without notice

I have got my strength

I have got my uniqueness

I have embraced my weaknesses

Don’t compare me with others

Give me my accolades.

Ajani Roseline.