As tender as a feather
You sway, swoosh, and fly.
The wind picks you up
And carries you
Into the blue sky.
You're so delicate, little feather.
You blend so well with the clouds
That I can barely see you
Through my bright green eyes.
But still I follow you.
Until I reach the edge of the cliff,
I'll stop in my tracks
And continue to long for you
As the wind continues to take you
From me.