I am just a single feather blowing in wind <br />I do not belong anywhere <br />For the skies are my one true home <br />My friends are the trees <br />For dinner I enjoy eating the bees <br />I am I like a spy <br />I can see and hear everything <br />My only wish is but to be seen <br />Sometimes I appear to be mean <br />To my friends the lovely trees <br />For I am only a feather blowing in the wind <br />And my journey is yet not over <br />For I have many more places to explore <br />And many more trees to greet <br />I want only for my one true love to notice me <br />But sadly he will not as float by <br />For my life is not real <br />I am only a fragment of a young girl’s imagination <br />And I am not be seen nor heard <br />Because I do not exist <br />For I am a feather blowing in the wind<br /><br />Jamyia Herman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blowing-in-the-wind-5/
