To all the birds out there That sees me passing by With your watchful eyes Watching all that come and go With spots upon your wings You flutter down And we seek the magic Of love without the pain A love so pure and true So clearly in my head And as I dream of pleasant things Of satin gowns and wide rim hats A bouquet of red roses in my hand O’ Seagull my friend
Drop me a feather so long I will keep that treasure Drop it with love onto my hand I need your feather under my pillow It will make me feel better I know And when the sun goes down on me And the world grows dim around me I will go aboard my ship of dreams And sail away… sail far away To my love… and dream And make believe it’s true Thoughts I know all in my head Just drop me your feather!
Feathers are to the fore today in the Den...
It must be the lull after all the recent storms in AD...;)
" What the World needs now is Love...Sweet Love "...
You are really a superb poet..
Great write..
Your poem is as bouyant as a feather and your love for your feathered friends is genuine. I read your passion for your environment and am awed by the beauty in your heart.
This is just beautiful Tinka Belle.
Love,
Susan
If I could soar over on the wings of eagles that He gives me I'd drop a few right into your hand! great write full of hope and faith and overcoming! Rocky
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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Many hugs,
CJ
Love, B&R
Sometimes it only takes one feather to fly! May that feather find your pillow and give wings to your dreams.
Love & Light,
Joseph
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Paul;-)
And don't fret, Tinky; soon we all sail away on the cruise!
Just to write these extraordinary feathersoft dream-poems with...and they are lovely! So is the photo!
Love, Rhonda
FEe
Feathers are to the fore today in the Den...
It must be the lull after all the recent storms in AD...;)
" What the World needs now is Love...Sweet Love "...
You are really a superb poet..
Great write..
Peter
This is just beautiful Tinka Belle.
Love,
Susan
Hold on to that feather I've a felling there's magic in it. Your friend Paul.
Very soft and lovely Tinka... of course.
Gwen
i love yours..........
positive and lovely......pax A
Feathers could also be a metaphor for honest and open communication.
This was a pleasant departure for you dear Tinks, and reflects those confidant desires that you refuse to let go of.
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Susan
feathers in the wind, that flutter & stutter ther in the air.
a wonderful thought, well expressed.
-cowboy