“Feather” F eather lives on the street I t fell off the wing of a bird G ets dusty but still it can float H ard habit T o break – have you heard… H ow feather O nce flocked with high rollers M ade merry with E lbows you rub L ike a fortunate traffic controller E nrolled in a mile high club S urely you’ve seen it, this feather S oftly adrift in the wind N eeding to pull it together E xcept it just can’t once again S o it floats on with only one purpose S urvival and yes it survives… …But in the process of simply surviving It floats on & touches our lives
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 22:17:37 +0000