Feathers By Our Side

FEATHERS BY OUR SIDE

We made love till the morning rays arose to spread its
joy

We held each other, not wanting to let go of the
moment

Beside us lay two feathers

A small white one that spoke of purity

The other a very small speckled feather that spoke of
reality

Omen or not – I do not know

©Anna M. Poore aka Anna M. Cordova

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