White Feathers

As a white feather softly falls
I know it’s from my angel above
reminds of you, whenever Heaven calls
when I see a feather, my heart fills of love.

Sharing a piece of your white wing with me
I’m thankful, appreciating the magic
knowing that you are forever flying free.
A gentle gift from the basic

With a white feather, I know that will be alright
My guiding, pure angel giving me a positive sign.
That he’s protecting me all day, all night,
and life and I will be fine

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