Owl Be Like Dad - Lincoln Park Zoo Poem by Ima Ryma

I am the first for Mom and Dad.
Snowy owl eggs that hatched were two.
My sibling died, and that was sad
For all at the Lincoln Park Zoo.
But two months old, I'm growing well.
I'm gonna be like Dad real soon.
Already I've got tales to tell,
Since I 'eggs'ited out last June.
I'm checking out the habitat,
Spreading my wings and flying high,
Looking down from where I perch at,
Watching the humans walking by.

My feathers speckled dark on light
Will shortly be like Dad's - all white.