Calling

Today I heard something calling I looked around the yard I'd been depressed and fighting it Trying really hard It made a sweet promise Of immediate peace The more that I ignored it The sound it would increase The wind picked up quite quickly So I'm watching the weather I look into the sky And see a falling feather It lightly touched down On the grass of green Laying there not moving What a glorious scene The sound kept getting louder Now a tear in my eye Threatening to spill over As I look to the sky Looking down again For the feather on the ground Bent over picked it up Immediate peace was found