19/09/2023
❤️
FEATHERS 🪶🪶🪶
These feathers of love do follow me - they watch my every move;
Reflect to me my secret pains, become my hidden moods.
They are the love I chose to grow, the seeds I chose to bloom.
They're feathers of the future - the sun, the stars, the moon.
It's funny when life gets me down, they feel my hidden grief,
So often I must open up to feather them relief,
But many times we're happy, just feathered love so free -
These feathers are amazing, such special company.
We sit and chat of this and that, spend time to help each other -
They understand my child inside but still respect their mother.
These feathers are my pride and joy - the world has yet to see
The love that they reveal, for they're growing beyond me.
It's why I faced this journey, it's why I chose to grow -
So I can clear the darkness, let their light take the show.
They've faced so much, so young, yet still they smile each day -
These feathers of the future; building love for better days.
It's why I must keep growing, for their pains reflect my own,
So even if I feel sublime, it's their pain I must know,
And even though their journey is one they face alone,
The more I understand their pain, the more their love can show.
I give my feathers to this world with trust that love will guide them
I don't want them as better me's; I want that spark inside them.
I won't be here forever, but while my sun still shines
I'll hold these loving feathers and pretend that they are mine.
Heather Lea Poetry
