Down on the other side of the road came tumbling down, a beautiful feather!As soft as a bird's wing
But deep inside the feather's nerves seemed red like wine
The poor feather escaped from the butcher
Weeping and bursting into tears, it managed to flee
Who knows if its drop of tears were the red colour inside!
But the poor feather didn't display outside what it felt inside! The beautiful white feather!
