A Gift (Two Feathers)

Two birds were sitting on a tall tree
While I sat beneath,
And when I looked up—
Behold! They replicate the beauty of the night and the morn,
And so I wished I was a beautiful bird,
A lovely apparition, just like I said,
And when the breeze blew, I went away
I, a sweet slumber …

The twilights so fair,
That was all I could remember,
And when I woke—
The birds had flew away
And on my leather bag, these two feathers lay,
One was bigger, brown, black dotted and white,
While the other was smaller,black and violet bright

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