I found a feather
dancing in the wind.
It twirled in circles
around me
flittering and fluttering
and tossing in the breeze.
and then it glided higher
into the pale blue sky .
I stretched my paws
as high as they could reach
and then gently as butterfly wings
the feather floated to my paws.
I listened so intently
as the feather softly whispered
come fly with me,
lets fly over the rainbow
lets dance in the wind
let the magic begin!
I wonder where the feather came from?
Did someone send it to me?
Tonight I will dream about ,,,
Floating,
and gliding,
and twirling,
and fluttering.
Tonight I will dream about flying with the feather,
and being free as the wind.
Will you?
Nitey nite
love
tweedles
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Great photos!!!
Oh Tweedles, this may just be my favorite poem of yours. I think it may be an angel feather, sent from the heavens. Maybe from a dear friend who is watching over you!
Your pal, Pip
P.S.: Sweet Pea is doing very well. Thanks for all your good wishes!
Oh Tweedles you are something else.
Benny & Lily
I will, Tweedles! I will dream that we are both flying. Flying towards each other in a sky as blue and bright as the one in your pictures.
Love,
Payton
PS. You look adorable in the grass with those tiny petals. I bet the smells are so nice.
That was so much fun and I bet you did wonder where in the world the feather came from and why.
It was a large feather too - what do you think it was from?
Your feather pictures are awesome, Tweedles! We love coming to your blog and reading your posts! You are such a sweetheart!
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
Tweedles, honey.....I'm thinkin' O'Mally sent you that feather.
She WAS a old bird, ya know!
Enjoy your flight Tweedles!!!
Tweedles your poem makes us float and spin in midair! I imagine the sky filled with your friends all dancing in the air following you and the feather as you gracefully lead us across a moonbeam lit meadow.
Oh what pretty photos!!! That feather must be some sort of very special magical charm bringing good luck and happiness to sweet Tweedles.
Have a great holiday weekend.
Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara
Oh Tweedles, after the butterfly I saw and took pictures of yesterday your post is so perfect to start my day with! I always look for feathers and as you know I keep them, and send some to you...Maybe that's where this one came from.
I hope you and your Mom's have a good weekend!!
Hi Tweedles. Your feather is so pretty. I would love to flyband float with you and your feather. I think Hank is right, Molly sent it!
hey Tweedles,
What a great find! I once heard that finding a feather means, "Peace." I think you are very blessed and will have wonderful dreams of fluttering and twirling and gliding and floating! :->
Suka
p.s. Thank you for your wonderful comment on my blog! It really touched my human, K, and I very much. Thank you for being such a precious friend and sharing your love with us!
Tweedles looks like she has a lot of personality. So cute. Enjoyed looking through your blog
Great photos! You described floating so well I can close my eyes and feel it! Now about Kodee.. those feathers are an obsession of hers to eat - she whines as soon as she smells the lake!
Hey Little Tweedles...sending you a big kiss!
Tweedles,
I will dream of the feather too and maybe our dreams will collide and together we will soar through the wind in the sky. We will look down below and see the earth and all it's wonders. Imagine the view! Then we will part and will wake in our own beds with wind swept fur and a feather on our pillows.
Winston
Tweedles LOVE your feather poem. We always enjoy visiting you. You are so very sweet and always have such nice poems & stories. We look forward to them.
Thanks for visiting us.
ernie,sasha,chica,lucas
hi twee!
oh we love soaring with you!
happy happy 4th!
xoxoxo
a & m
Hi
my name is kira!!
Oh Tweedles, someday you must use your feather and fly towards us. Stop in for a visit and then we will sail through the sky with you and have such grand adventures..xoxooxoxox
What a beautiful poem Tweedles!
We love your feather photos too!
Daisy and I hope you had a great 4th of July!
-Dana & Daisy
Tweedles we loved the feather poem.
You are such a cutie pie. We hope you enjoyed your feather dreams.
Big Nose Pokes
The Thugletsx
What a beautiful and lovely poem Tweedles! We just want to twirl & float with you...maybe in our dreams!
♥♥♥
Meredith & Scarlet
Hi Tweedles! It's Arlo. Remember me? My mom hasn't helped me blog in a while, but we wanted to say hi and let you know that we are thinking about you! Love, Arlo. P.S.-You still write the most beautiful poetry!
I LOVE to find feathers. And I save them all for my kitties.
Great photos and poem.
tweedles, this poem is just what i needed. i'm going to fly with the feather now and open my heart for all the good that surrounds me. love you and again thank you so much for your love and support!
That feather might I SAY MIGHT belong to one of my feathered friends Tweedles. Looks as if I have seen it before. They didn't need it or they wouldn't have sent it to you.
luves FRANKIE DE TABBY
:-)xxx
Hi Tweedles! Now, you will just not believe this BUT last week we had a feather just like yours in our garden, we were chasing it but it blew away. Do you think it came across the sea and swirled its way into your yard? We love your poem, take care and have a good week Tweedles, Dex and Lou xxx
Thought I would like to clear things up here young Tweedles, your feather... has nothing what so ever to do with Frankie de tabby. It's all yours x
Hey there Tweedles...
Another beautiful post. It's the smallest things in life that are often the most significant. Take a look at that feather...its incredible interlocking spurs - the finest little things on the actual branches. Incredible, isn't it. Im not surprised you are fascinated!
Sorry I've not been around - busy here...
Sending lots of special love to you
MAXMOM IN SOUTH AFRICA
We are hoping that your feather belonged to a bird that flew over our house and carried all of our love for you folded gently inside.
Lovely words, as always. Thank you for the special comments you left on my blog when my mom person is sick. Pet bloggers are the bestest people in the world!
Nubbin wiggles & hugs,
Oskar & Pam
Bless you Tweedles.
Tweedles, we love your beautiful poetry! Every time we go for a long walk and JD and Ringo roll in the grass, we think of you. Now when we see feathers, I will always hear your lovely poem in my head.
Love - Jess, JD, & Ringo
The feather is a symbol...of my Versatile Blogger Award that I've bestowed on you. You will see it on my Monday post. Cheers my Tweeds!
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