Like a Feather
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(Georgia Peltier is my 88 year old sister.)
(A poem written by Georgia Peltier, redone by 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 strain to see you as you drive away,
two days past Thanksgiving Day.
It's rare that we have 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.
Light grows dim, sight fades away
from aged eyes and dying day.
But I've etched your form upon my mind
and I'll think of you from time to time,
envisioning your dear, much-loved face
from this dark, remote, yet lovely place.
Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore | Year Posted 2015
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