In the heart of Feather Creek, I roam with pride,
With Yard Farmer by my side, our friendship bona fide.
His gentle spirit, his caring hand,
Guiding our flock across the land.
Our coop is our haven, our sanctuary sweet,
Where feathers and dreams joyfully meet.
Yard Farmer tends with love and grace,
In his presence, I find my place.
Through clucks and cackles, in sun and rain,
Together we weather every joyful gain.
In the coop of friendship, we stand strong,
A bond that feels right, a song that belongs.
As we trot down the wedding aisle so bright,
Feathers aglow, hearts light as kite,
Yard Farmer and I, a duo so true,
In the dance of love, our spirits anew.
So here's to our friendship, forever to soar,
In Feather Creek's embrace, we'll explore.
Hand in wing, side by side,
Yard Farmer, my friend, my joy, my guide.
May our coop be filled with laughter and cheer,
In this bond so cherished, so sincere.
On this journey of love, our hearts compile,
Yard Farmer, my dear friend, forever, I'll smile.
I hope this poem captures the love and friendship between you and Yard Farmer as you joyfully trot down the wedding aisle together. Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness, laughter, and love in the enchanting land of Feather Creek!
