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Token Blue
By: Eve Estelle
Six months have passed
Since I saw you last,
And not an hour goes by
That I don't mourn.
Now as the skies shine
Upon my natal day,
A gift you've left me,
In my yard, upon the ground -
You greet me through the jays,
And a feather's what I've found -
As if to say
That you're still with me, still here,
Still watching over me
This milestone year.
Since I saw you last,
And not an hour goes by
That I don't mourn.
Now as the skies shine
Upon my natal day,
A gift you've left me,
In my yard, upon the ground -
You greet me through the jays,
And a feather's what I've found -
As if to say
That you're still with me, still here,
Still watching over me
This milestone year.
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DeleteBeautiful. : )
ReplyDeleteThank you, ghost! :)
DeleteAwwww! You just never run out of these do you? ^_______^
ReplyDeleteOh yes, and then I race to find something to post lol. Thank you :)
DeleteOooo, I like it. :) Cute poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Faith! :)
DeleteSweet poem! ^.^
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Deleteoh so beautiful...touched my heart this one...somethings might look like nothing to others but they become treasure to us.love this too Eve.
ReplyDeleteThat's so right! This is a personal one - as the first few lines imply, my father seems to like saying hello through the blue jays that come around every so often. I rarely ever find bird feathers, not to mention one from a blue jay, but I couldn't help but love it when I found exactly one of those in my yard. And on my birthday, too. :)
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