She surmised it was the feathers
that made birds fly
she searched and gathered
that first week
and headed for the dune
with a handful of white
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She surmised it was the feathers
that made birds fly
she searched and gathered
that first week
and headed for the dune
with a handful of white
Wow – what an image and a concept – and you leave us as readers hovering on the edge of what is about to happen. This is beautifully crafted writing that tells us just enough! Thank you.