A feather drifts where shadows softly blend,
The crow calls out, a keeper of the night.
In cycles of life, we learn to mend.
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With each lost breath, we learn the ways to bend,
Your laughter echoes in the fading light.
A feather drifts where shadows softly blend.
*****
The seasons change; my sorrow seems to send
A whisper to the stars, my silent plight.
In cycles of life, we learn to mend.
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You’ve soared to skies where earthly ties must end,
While I remain beneath the weight of night.
A feather drifts where shadows softly blend.
*****
I seek the strength to rise, to comprehend,
That love transcends the dark, the wrong, the right.
In cycles of life, we learn to mend.
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Though loss may anchor, hope will still extend,
As dawn breaks, it brings a new insight.
A feather drifts where shadows softly blend,
In cycles of life, we learn to mend.
About the Creator
Amanda Alexander
Amanda Alexander is a homesteader whose passions are her ranch and the performing arts. When she's not working on her ranch or as an audio engineer and sound designer, you can find her hanging with her family or writing prose and poetry.
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