Feathers

I told tales about you as I went through town.
Later, feeling sorry, I track you down
And say: Please forgive me
You say: To begin
Take a pillow to the meadow
And free its feathers to the wind!

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I find this strange, but I do as asked
Then go to report completion of the task
You say: Now, go find
Where each feather blew
Damage done by words
Is as hard to undo

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Find those feathers,
Find where each blew—
Damage done by words
Is as hard to undo.



Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Mark Lesser
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