My feather’s story

The feather of imagination the feather of anigziaty the feather of wonder and the feather of inspiration. The feather softly, floated through the air through the clouds like a massive fluffy bath of fluff in the sky floating. My feather got rained on got poured on and fell onto the ground. My feather was on the ground got trodden on by a careless boy running home from school. A gust of wind made the feather fly through the sky on and on through the emerald sky. The feather was gliding through the cold, snowy mountains. Higher and higher the feather floated and glided like a glider. The feather got picked up by a full grown bird and used as a nest.