Like a feather caught in a breeze
a voice gently cuts into a moment of time
words lightly float through my mind
they drift in a mind that grieves.
Whispers warm the cold night of time
someone's calling for someone to be near
the calmness the gentleness "I am here"
unconfused words entwine.
Please tell me what you think
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"a feather caught in a breeze"
Jeff that is a beautiful line for the beginning of a beautiful poem. I understand the personal feelings here too and I empathise with you. You have sent your message succinctly to continue the closeness you shared on earth. Just Lovely!
Von




