Aboriginal, Afterlife, Indigenous Issues, Love, poetry, Uncategorized

Little White Feather

Stares into nothingness

Daydreams of a time before

when you were here

Floats a little white feather

into my view

Swaying gently into time and space

then I think of you

floats a little white feather

to good to be true

Memories of you enter my mind

a hurt that never heals

floats a little white feather

a miracle transformed into you

Gone from here but not forgotten

Little white feather

I wait for you

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