Posted in Simple 4-Line Rhyme

Like A Feather

feather falling

In a world of constant struggles,
many people would agree,
like a feather when it’s falling,
life is priceless when it’s free.

When the search for something bigger
goes beyond what you can see,
like a feather when it’s falling,
faith is deeper when it’s free.

Gripped too tight, a love grows weary,
and it yearns for liberty.
Like a feather when it’s falling,
love is precious when it’s free.

© Susan Schoeffield

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