Friday, February 8, 2013

Angel Feather

Walking home late one night,

I witnessed a wondrous sight.

As a long white fluffy feather fell----in the moonlight,

I picked it up, and stardust danced and sparkled bright.

It felt alive within my hand,

It is difficult to believe it happened to me----a mortal woman.

I heard there were a lucky few,

That had found a feather---too.

Believe it or not---it is the truth I tell,

For with this feather---I made people well.

Although this happened so long ago---my feather

is still white as snow and strong as leather,

Yes---my friends it is my Angel Feather.

© BEPH  December 8, 1992

PurvisBobbi44 is the sole author of this poem and if it is seen anywhere else on
the Internet or in print it was taken without my consent.

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