A Feather's Fate

Written by: craig cornish

                                           A goose feather became the quill
                                                    For scribe with skill
                                                     To pen the words
                                                    On feathered birds
                                           The fletching kept the arrow true
                                                          As up it flew
                                                       At eagle’s wing
                                                     To dress the king
                                             But as I look on high and see
                                                        Now flying free
                                                What God would choose
                                                       How best to use