Softly and lightly
The feather fell
It touched the ground
Gently as in a morning sunrise.
He reached for it
And held it in his hand
Beautiful it was,
So fragile
Yet strong enough to withstand
The storms on high.
Clasp this treasure tightly my son
Keep it close to your breast
And remember the flight
And the freedom it holds within.
Take courage from this symbol
For one day you will need strength
And I will watch you climb
Soar like the eagle.
And while you can
Brush close to the sun
And feel its warmth in your heart
Then fly up,
Fly home.
6/10/2001
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