The “Wise Old Owl” made a new friend today! While I was doing a bit of early holiday shopping, I heard a little boy say to his mom, “Look! An owl!” as he pointed to a little ornament.
She gently said, “You do love owls, don’t you?” And of course, he confirmed that this was quite true. Since I was standing nearby, I mentioned that I liked owls, too. Then I told him and his mom that I knew an old song about owls, and I asked, “Would you like to hear it?” He quickly looked up at his mother for reassurance, after all here was this stranger talking to him! But she kindly let him know that it was OK. So, I sang the song that I had learned from both my grandmother and my mother: “The Wise Old Owl.” Always one of my own favorites as a child, I hoped that my new young friend might like it too.
I sang it twice, mostly directed to the mom so as not to overdo it with the kiddo. She turned to him, and asked if he liked it. With his hands over his eyes, he nodded, “Yes.” I said that it was nice to to have met him, and I turned away when all at once I heard him say something at full volume. His mom translated, “He wants you to know his name….Tater.” Oh, what a good name. And so nice to have met you, Tater. Have a good life, and I hope that you’ll always be surrounded by the beauty and mystery of owls.
And for all of you moms and dads, grandmas and grandpas, who have your own little owl lovers, do hop over to the Hive-Arts page where you can learn the song and read the lyrics. My mom and my grandmother would both be so pleased…http://hive-arts.org/2011/04/10/autumn-near-the-hive/