My family is a forest.

My father is the oak trees,

standing tall and strong but is sometimes swayed by a storm.

My mother is a thunder storm,

quick to ignite a fire but brings sustenance as well.

My sister is a coyote,

shy to others but playful when with her own pack.

My younger sister is a frolicking fawn,

leaping trustfully but unwisely over fallen trees.

I am an owl, sitting on a branch, watching closely over it all.