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As we enter into the night
With a continual diminishing of light
We contemplate the scare that we had today
That our Soaring Feather was going away
For such a loss of a guiding hand
To all the poets in the Lair that form a tiny band
We liken it to that of a boat that has no steering
In a poetry sea with thunderous waves careening
We wish as lost souls that our Feather will decide
To review our creative works for another 4 year ride
As for me, I am being selfish
For I hope that I am granted my 4 year wish
Soaring Feather has relented
To stay around she has consented
And keep the Lair a happy place
While we Lairites give her some space
To keep the Treasure within the Lair
Knowing Soaring Feather will be there
As she pursues other avenues of delight
And soars about in the night
And allow her on gossamer wings to soar
High above the earthly floor
To gaze upon mountain and brook
And gather material for her book
A book created from a mind well rested
Pleasant reading to be sure created from skills well tested
As I wander off into the night to look at the sky
I look forward to a book that someday I will buy
Whose cover bears Soaring Feather name
With an autograph inside that is the same
NY Attitude 09/09/2007
