Like A Feather
(For my brother)
(A poem written by Georgia Peltier, redone by brother, L. Larry Amadore)
A feather, borne upon a breeze,
floats to earth; it settles in dry leaves.
My heart, like a feather, drifts down, too,
for I am already missing you.
I watch you as you drive away,
two days past Thanksgiving Day.
It's rare that we see you here;
you're far away, so seldom near.
You'll come again in a year or two;
then, I'll not fail to cherish you.
My eyes grow dim, sight fades away.
I barely see the light of day.
But I've etched your form upon my mind
and I'll think of you from time to time,
envisioning your dear and much-loved face
from this dark, remote, yet lovely place.
Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore