i found a holy trinity of feathers that looked familiar
like a fairytale where we can fly away forever
i held it in my palm
it felt like a balm
that soothed my aching heart
then i remembered
one night in December
at HDU bed 13A
i looked up as something flew by
in stormy weather
like a time traveller
a bright purple feather
floated down from the sky
i knew it was my angels, you
and my heart felt anew
to know that you are always close by
ive never left your sight.
so that night in december
with a bright purple feather
i fell asleep under the starry starry skies
i swore i would never
forget that december
but to remember does not mean we should hold on
to things that are long gone
and things that have fluttered on wake up to a brand new dawn.