Had to come up with a poem using the word feather from poempigeon.
|Feathers on a bird wings are as beautiful as hearing them sing.
Life is full of wonder and joy, so much to love and enjoy.
If your burdens are heavy, or light as a feather, let them go.
Put them in God’s hands, from there away they will flow.
Stand proud like a peacock with its feathers held up high.
Pursue your dreams always, if you have to reach for the sky.
Look to the positive, and never toward the negative feed.
Faith and belief can start as small as the tiniest mustard seed.
So open up your heart and mind, flap your wings and fly high.
Let your hair blow in the wind, and truly believe, you can win!