by Jan Hedger | Oct 4, 2007 | Poetry
She sent me a feather From her gossamer wings Knowing I needed comfort Belief and her support As always My heart skipped a beat As I picked up the feather And held it soft in my hand As I will hold the memory of her With me, always Such a gentle feather Like the...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 4, 2007 | Poetry
My shell is my home but without table and chairs Just a cool empty space in which to lay my head Do I get pleasure from being afloat in the salty sea? Do I gleefully scoff as I escape the trawler man’s nets? Do I find comfort in clinging steadfastly to the rocks? Do I...
