Ella R. S.

Two Owls, One Heart

Two Owls, One Heart She was graceful. Her wings allowed her to move swiftly yet delicately through the wind. Gliding in the air, she perched herself on the same old barn as she did every morning around this time, ever since she was a young owlet with her mom. She closed her eyes, feeling the cool spring breeze dance between her feathers. When she opened them, she took in the scenery. She could see new buds forming on the trees and a wide stretch of open field on the edge of a beautiful fluorescent swamp where deer were grazing. The sun, rising in the horizon spilled its’ golden rays across the field. Life, in her eyes, was perfect and safe.