Falling From The Sky

Falling from the sky as light as can be
I see a white feather hovering in the breeze;
Falling gently; gliding back and forth,
It moves down slowly in a great arc;
To its finally resting place I see
On the surface of roadway waiting for me
To pick it up I will with great haste;
Because I know it will bring me luck
For which I need plenty now,
That I know with this feather in hand
My luck has turned in my favor this very day.

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