For contest written October 15, 2025
Feathers black and white A floating demise Relief in the peak of death And we are left to cry You now fly in spirit In a forest full of fruit trees Light is healing and You are no longer hurting You sing new blue songs Matching the heavenly skies And I know you are happy Though we didn’t say goodbye We can say see you later For we all shall meet the maker
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