Wise Owl in the tree
What do you see?
Do you see the woman slaving over dinner,
And the man who long ago strived to win her?
Do you see an ancient love in their eyes?
Do you see the flame as it dies?
Wise Owl in your tree,
What is it that you see?
I blink my eyes, and the owl replies:
I see the love the woman holds for he,
and the love the man holds for she.
I see a couple, worn and weary
Growing old but still quite cheery
The flame they share is still there
God has created them as a pair
Now young child do you see
Destined love lasts for centuries