For My Father-in-Law

Tomfoolery

He was tickled

by the feather

edging out of your

conversation...
the one you hadn’t

placed there.

He plucked it

with a chuckle,

this whisper of whimsy.

All you saw was the

glint of his amusement

ruffling the smooth 
appearance of another 
same old day,

as he teased a tuft
 out of your stony reason,

freeing a bird.

~ LCMH