Poem -
All The Happy People
In my dreams
You are a feather, a happy
floaty little thing
I never can catch you
You will not be caught
I'm ok here you say, as
you sing song away
But I am a bird and I am cold
Without my feathers
Marion Price 25/7/21
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Ah, the slow, soft, parade, of missing someone.......ALL STARS!!....ever the pleasure to read what "floats" through your mind my friend......Try to stay warm!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!........your cyber-friend and ever-admirer......T xo : )
Hiya Tony...I'm.trying to be good and reply instantly these days otherwise it can be weeks before I get around to it.
Ah..it's kind of you to read my crap which alternates between loving angels and squashing the bastards. I'm all over the place and merrily putting it out there not giving a shit! God has much to answer for...bless you ❤️
I love the analogy here to loss. Like a piece of you that you can no longer touch. So sad yet beautifully penned 💗