Life Of A Feather Poem by Megan Frame

Once I floated freely,
And aimlessly followed the wind.
I flew across meadows of vibrant wildflowers
And marveled at their splendor.

I soared above cities where everything blurs together
And stood in awe at their glamorous glow and chaotic clamor.
I slid down slides, weaved through swing sets
And glided across picnic tables at the park,

I landed in the sand, and was snatched up
By the grimy hands of a young boy.
He took me home and kept me in a corner for safe keeping.
He forgot me and I lingered alone in the dim light.

The day came when I was finally found.
I was crumpled and soiled
And had lost the beauty I’d once held,
So I was swept up and thrown away.

Sometimes I look back on the day we met
And then I miss his smile, his enchanting laughter,
And his blissful blue eyes.
At times, I wonder if he ever thinks of me.