Feather drifting way up there
Feather drifting in the air
Let's pretend a dream of you and me
Pretend to fly high upon a summer breeze
Feather drifting with such graceful glide
Ride high as the breeze will allow us to fly
Here we are without a care
So high in the sky with only us here
Oh feather, hither is the fading light
Story time and now Good Night
Time for us to go to sleep
Until tomorrow morning a new day brings
(08/15/2018)
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