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Jun 2019
As I sit in my chair
With that feeling of love
I feel a cool breeze,
Then I see a white feather
Float down from above

I missed her again
I wanted to chat,
I wanted to tell her
Of things like that

But I will have to wait
another time
For us to converse,
To tell her of love

Know when you see a white feather
An angel has been,
To come and say hi
And touch your heart
With love
Written by
David Irvin  57/M/Essex
(57/M/Essex)   
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   Millie and Bogdan Dragos
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