story time

story 2 (part 2)

When the patch of dirt makes a soft bed of grass. When twisted limbs hold greens. When food is around. When winds breath life around the tree. When skies are light blue seas, and the air is warm. The time rodents and bugs roam. Where bears wake from long slumbers. The owl  as it flies on, dreams of those days. When it can return. When the tree, broken and twisted, holds a soft bed and home of green. A place the owl can rest. The owl dreams of those days, but those days are far. The tree waits silently for that time. The patch of dirt works to keep a home for the owl to come back to. They survived many winters, and hopefully, survive this one as well.