Description: I originally posted this work in memory of my Father, and for all those Friends that are reaching out. And as I closed my RB chapter, I especially dedicated this to Laura Broussard xxx.
It was during WW2, that two little Brothers, fled scared and devastated into the woods. Orphaned and completely overwhelmed by their grief, they would hide there shaking in fear and abandoment, until every night, the Owl came to speak to them. And they came to realise they were never alone.
My Father taught me none of us are ever alone, if we open our hearts to those around us. Sometimes, the only one there is the Owl.