The Lonely White Owl

The lonely, white owl was sitting on a wooden post, watching and waiting for his lunch.
He was very still.
He looked liked a statue.
Listening quietly, he looked out into the vast expanses. Suddenly, he swooped into the open and I never saw him again.


Brightly, the sun shines every day,
Brightly, the stars shine their way,
Brightly, the moon comes out to play,
Brightly, cat's eyes make me say ...

Brightly, the city lights from the bay,
Brightly, the candles on my birthday,
Brightly, your smile looks today,
Brightly, the way my friends say ...
Hey Hey!!!