A White Feather…

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Yesterday a white feather graced my feet,

Is it you? I asked,

Today another at my door,

Is it you? I asked again,

And then a butterfly,

It is you I said with certainty,

Thank you for my gifts,

Thank you for letting me know,

I miss you, but I know you’re not far,

Maybe here now as I write this,

A feather, a message, an angel.

 

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Time…

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Time is fleeting

The illusion of hours, minutes, days and weeks,

Pass us by in our daily drudge of menial tasks,

We spend too long hating, regretting, hurting,

Instead:

Feast your eyes on the sun embraced in a sea of cornflower blue,

And by night the moon shrouded in a dark velvet cloak,

Punctuated with twinkling stars,

Walk barefoot in luscious green grass,

Sit beneath a tree dream a little,

We all share the same sky the same universe,

In it’s beautiful glorious colours,

We should be kind,

Time is fleeting.