I have had dreams,
warmest thoughts and beautiful tears.
I’ve seen many people, and many people have seen me.
I’ve seen good days, and bad.
I’ve floated along many years
wondering where I was going.
Twisting and twirling
down, then up.
Wishing I was a feather.
If I were a feather, I wouldn’t be clinging
to anything, and I would be free.
The abuse, the scars would be gone.
The broken promises, the lies, gone.
A feather
I’ve seen good days and very bad ones.
But one thing I must say is
there will always be love and understanding.
Wishing I was a feather
then the ones who love me
could open the window, simply let me go
and whisper
you are loved
as I float away on a cool breeze.
A feather, that’s me.
1/19/1993
Oh my goodness!! This was so touching and masterful! A truly stunning piece of art!
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Thank you much 🌻
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Of course 🙂
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So gentle and lovely 🌷
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Thank you very much 🌻
May your night be lovely, dreams be soft. 💫🎶☺
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Such beautiful wishes, thank you 🌷
May you have very much the same 💫🎶
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