Down Feather Aloft

Down Feather Aloft

This bit of fluff
blown from an

abandoned nest,
soared over one

property to the next,
landed in gardener’s

hair—unseen until
reflected in mirror,

pulled off, admired,
placed atop dresser,

cuffed onto floor by
half-grown kitten,

batted about, lost under
bed, swept up, placed

in trash, delivered to landfill,
released, lifted by gusts

of wind, extending
its docile journey.

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