Saturday February 10 2024 Why Sonnet

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Iambic Pentameter

I felt the feathers fall to the ground

Their passage slowed as wind swept by

They spiraled round and round

I didn’t know the reason why

But I felt their eyes stare my way

The crows that knew me once as one of them

In a way that meant they wouldn’t stay

I was more than once a friend

In a way we were as one

Their nest held five

I rescued one so hopes were high

In my house the same number thrived

So when Jimmy surrounded by feathers lost his life

I heard his family caw so loud I felt their strife


SO THE THEME OF FEATHERS. Light weight, lost occasionally, seen on the ground, once lifted an amazing life to heights, through distances, no one could imagine. Lately Crows are seen as life itself, intelligent, family oriented. All of which I didn’t know until I tried to write this small bit for my class on Digital Story Telling. I should send the piece to Anne, and still I haven’t started what I need to do for my class on Monday. I guess I am as light as a feather in a different way.

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