The Northern Spotted Owl

 The spotted owl is stars in the dark mysterious forest. 

The light smiles on the feathers with small leaves silhouettes.

Bees brightly buzzing by the big trees.

Sunshine smiling on the small wilting world.

Owls flying over the dead oceans.

Are we the problem of the earth?

Do we abuse the beautiful world we live on?

Plants dying, animals going extinct, are we the problem?

The spotted owl is stars in the dead burned down forest.

I will die, we all will die if this continues.

Smoke covers the earth like a blanket.

I run, trying to escape the blanket of smoke.

Are we killing the earth?

We have to save the animals, plants and our home, Earth.

The bees wake me up in the dark cold nights of the year. 

The Northern Spotted Owl shining in the night like a shooting star as it flies in the breeze.

The Northern Spotted Owl.