Feather Ever Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

A boy once found a feather
With his feather he did play
The feather, when the wind blew
Would feather float away

Boys find love in simple toys
A feather is a game
He would blow the feather while in his bed
Until he lost his toy one day

Oh, poor boy; So upset
He cried and carried on in such a way
Then a sneeze with a short cough
Out the feather came

Every day until bedtime
With a feather, he does play
Now before he goes to bed
He puts his toy away

(02/10/2024)