Writing

The Feather

© Copyright 1992 by
Jayden Kneller

Flap, Flap,
Soaring,
The hunter inspects its domain,
A rabbit is seen from way above,
Diving to the ground,
The rabbit notices,
But it is too late,
Talons spear the rabbits flesh,
The hawk lifts off,
Carrying its prey,
Squirming rabbit,
Can't get free,
The wing brushes a tree branch,
A feather falls,
Fluttering down,
It hits the ground,
Leaves around it hiding it,
It is lost.