Golden Eyes

Beautiful dreamer somewhere out there
Where do you fly to and what do you care
Wings of fine feathers soaring above
Delighting us all with a passion like love

Miraculous colours appear from nowhere
And perch on our branches and make us all stare
This wondrous breed – what is it? We say!
Is it bright green, dark blue or grey?

Dark is the night and life does not stop –

When my house was alight with golden delight
I crept out and I saw in the dark of that night
A bevy of eyes looking very surprised
The Cape Eagle Owl under lamplight I see
Queuing for crickets as plain as can be

Enraptured was I at this special display
As they took it in turns to feed and to say
I have no fear of you, just look who I am
A beautiful creature, a handsome young man!

Standing out there as bold as could be
Those line up of owls waiting so patiently
In fine pecking order the drill of the night
Those bright golden eyes a magnificent sight

Ode to all our beautiful birds and especially to the Cape Eagle Owl.
Who did indeed make that magnificent display?