Yesterday morning after posting my FEATHERS poem, I went to Starbucks. I usually always go through the drive-thru, but decided to go inside the store this time. As I walked inside the door, I noticed a small white feather on the inside door mat! Ever since my son died, I have been finding a lot of feathers, sometimes in odd places. Feathers can be very symbolic, a bridge between the Spirit world and the mortal world, an angelic sign.