One feather fell as I flew to my home
Rocking and swinging as the wind was blow’n
I raced ever faster for fear of my family
My hopes and my dreams crushed in the face of reality
Soon I arrived, my worst fears realized,
one feather falls as a casualty of war

A third feather fell as I ran and reached the door
but found blackness there and nothing more

The last feather fell as I saw naught of my birds
And I saw and heard nothing, save empty words
Words of comfort were nonexistent to me,
I felt as though nothing could set me free
from the sorrow of my old home tree

The last feather had fallen and then I realized
The sorrow within me had to be defied,
Lest I fall victim to my worst fears realized.