Feathered Still and Fattened

Despair hangs in the air

like birdsong in springtime--

Striated, piercing,

wanting attention and strangled with need.

But cheer, although wearing thin, remains feathered still

And if kept somewhat fattened

will feed on itself until the winter’s passed.

Keep fluffing your feathers and fattening your friends' and families' good cheer.

Wishing you wellness.

Jill