In my dreams, an owl visits me.
At first I was scared, When I told my friends about him, they laughed.
I knew, however that it was no laughing
matter.
At first to see him was a cause to panic, but than I began to
feel special.
That he had chosen me to visit and befriend.
Now I never see him, I miss him.
Though I know that I will see him
again, I fear I will never see him.
I see him in my heart and my dreams.
I guess for awhile that will have to be enough.
I know that nothing can
keep him from me, and the thought is warming.
Every night in my dreams, an owl visits me in my dreams.
At first, I
was afraid of him, but now I know my real fear:
That is that I am
unworthy of him.
I will hold my memories in my heart forever waiting to
see that owl
Again.