Wee Feather
There's a wee feather
Captured on deck's rail
Bending in soft breeze
Stuck on wood's handrail
Just a bit of fluff
From a blue jay's breast
Occupies my eyes
As I sit and rest
Shake my head a bit
As I start to grin
Tiny bit of fluff
Leaves a happy spin
Little things in life
Help to make my day
Tickle out a smile
Help to drain life's fray
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