The Feather.
By Maxine Jasmin-Green
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The Feather.
I sat down in my usual place, the comfy chair where I have my quiet time each morning and as I looked up to my left I saw it, the feather.
As I sat down this morning, with my coffee in my favourite mug, I expected everything to be the same, but then it caught my eye, the large white feather.
At first I didn’t realize what it was, but as it moved gently in the wind, I looked and looked again, for it was what I had hoped it wouldn’t be, the feather.
Over the years on top of the roof next door, I would see them as I sat in my comfy chair looking at things familiar as I had my quite time, the two wood pigeons.
My departing neighbour had asked if I wanted to remove the little tree that was in his garden and it was SO small I told him, “It’s OK that can stay.”
Each morning I would watch the two wood pigeons sitting on the peak of the roof top, looking down feeling safe, knowing all was well. In time they had their family.
The little tree also grew, it grew and GREW until it was hanging over my garden, blocking out our light! I could never have imagined it would be so big, so unwelcomed!
There was good news though, the two pigeons had their nest in the troublesome tree, they were well hidden, but not for long.
Last year I noticed there was only one wood pigeon, where had the other gone? Paul my husband told me “He’d seen cats in the tree,” Oh no, how could that be!
Surely, Pigeon Couple would have moved their young to a better and higher tree, knowing little menaces with slick coats, four legs and a tail roamed in their tree?
But sometimes their counterparts are called bird brain for a reason, yet this couple seemed different to me, mature and all knowing as they sat on the top of the roof.
But the fact remained, there was now only one until this morning, when I saw the familiar feather, I know exactly what it meant! The slinky coat, menaces had finally won!
For now there wasn’t two wood pigeons, or even one, I knew now there was none! For from the roof the proof I could see, as I sat on my comfy chair, blew gently in the wind. RIP.
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