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She was beautiful in body and spirit…her mind was sharp, her heart was pure
and the reason he believes in miracles…is all because of her.

She believed she was a miracle…born on leap day in the safety of her mother’s bed.
He met her on a leap day…and on a leap day they were wed.

She told him she’d believed in miracles from the moment of her birth.
She said, “The swans, the doves, the egrets, the snowy owls
are all angels here on Earth.”

She said, “Angel wings are made of feathers…it’s the way that God designed them.”
She believed they bring good fortune…to anyone who finds them.

She collected feathers all her life…and anytime he found one…
to her…this precious gift he’d bring.
She’s smile saying, “I’m not just collecting feathers…I’m making my angel wings.”

She said, “Someday, when I die…I will not be afraid…
because when I get to heaven…I’ll have wings already made.”

When that day came as they held hands she said,
“Don’t worry…a message to you I’ll bring.”
And as she closed her eyes and they said goodbye
he promised…to bury her with her wings.”

That year happened to be a leap year…
which made that first leap day bittersweet.
Until he looked up and saw this beautiful feather cloud
then smiled as one feather drifted to his feet.

That leap day he found so many feathers…
his heart was filled with laughter….
And the next leap day we found more feathers…and more the leap day after.

He thanks her every leap day for each new feather that she brings….
He says, “When it’s my turn to die…I, too, will not be afraid.”
To find me…just look for the newest angel in heaven…
with his wings already made.”

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