The Charmin Diaries

Ode to my feather wand

October 9th 2010 1:45 pm
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Mom opened up the closet,
And whatever did she see?
My favorite feather wand toy
I take everywhere with me.

At night Mom hears the clicking
Of its stick upon the stair
As I drag it up behind me,
'Cause I take it everywhere.

I hide it in the bathroom,
Or underneath the bed,
And sometimes Mom awakes at night
To find it on her head.

I like to chase and leap for it
For hours without end
And when Mom tires of playing,
It's still my special friend.

I like to lick its feathers
To keep them nice and clean,
And every time I lose my toy
I put on quite a scene.

I rush around from room to room,
And search in every space.
No other toy can comfort me,
And none can take its place.

Mom says it's getting shabby
And it soon will fall apart.
Oh, I hope that never happens!
It would break my little heart.

 
 

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