Come on! Let’s go to a place called, “Feather Town…”

Come on! Let’s go to a place called, “Feather Town…”
There, we can blink the stars down from the sky…
Or if the stars are unwilling, we can meet them half-way…
It’s simple, we’ll cover ourselves with feathers and fly.

Stop mulling and fussing…
It is time to concentrate on what you have been freely given…
Don’t you want to spend a night among the stars?
And let them teach you to twinkle.

I know, that so much of your life has been winter…
Like an unmatched table and chairs…
But here in feather town it is so much different…
There are no such words as “Yikes,” or “Ouch,” or “Help!”

Yep, we are always reaping…
There are no fierce beasts or strange creatures…
You can hop off the circus train of your life…
And get fitted for wings.

The currents that will lift you are the fragrances of this earth…
The winds that will push, are from our free-hearted mother…
Grab a brush and easel, because each night we repaint the sky…
So, everyone can enjoy the new picture in the light of dawn.

I love you,

Annie