Once there were three baby owls:
Sarah and Percy and Bill.
They lived in a hole in the trunk of a tree
with their owl mother.
The hole had twigs and leaves and owl
feathers in it. It was their house.
One night they woke up and their Owl Mother
was GONE.
“Where's Mommy?” asked Sarah.
“Oh my goodness!” said Percy.
“I want my mommy!” said Bill.
The baby owls thought(all owls think a lot
)-
“I think she's gone hunting.” said Sarah.
“To get us our food!” said Percy.
“I want my mommy!” said Bill.
But their Owl Mother didn't come.
The baby owls came out of their house, and
they sat on the tree and waited.
A big branch for Sarah, a small branch for
Percy, and an old piece of ivy for Bill.
“She'll be back.” said Sarah.
“Back soon!” said Percy.
“I want my mommy!” said Bill.
It was dark in the woods and they had to be
brave, for things moved all around them.
“She'll bring us mice and things that are
nice.” said Sarah.
“I suppose so!” said Percy.
“I want my mommy!” said Bill.
They sat and they thought
(all owls think a lot)-
“I think we should all sit on my branch.” said
Sarah.
And they did, all three together.
“Suppose she got lost.” said Sarah.
“Or a fox got her!” said Percy.
“I want my mommy!” said Bill.
And the baby owls closed their owl eyes and
wished their Owl Mother would come.
AND SHE CAME.
Soft and silent, she swooped through the
trees to Sarah and Percy and Bill.
“Mommy!” they cried, and they flapped and
they danced, and they bounced up and down on their branch.
“WHAT'S ALL THE FUSS?”
their Owl Mother asked.
“You knew I'd come back.”
The baby owls thought
(all owls think a lot )-
“I knew it!” said Sarah.
“And i knew it!” said Percy.
“I love my mommy!” said Bill.
