I often seem to discover,
Different types of feathers,
Small ones, big ones, dark and light,
Somehow come into my sight.
I wonder if they are,
Angelic calling cards,
Messages of comfort and hope,
Helping me to cope.
With angelic breath the feathers have flown,
To let me know that I'm not alone,
With thankfulness and happy tears,
It's wonderful when they appear.
So I take another step,
Realizing that I can't give up,
There is a reason I am here,
The feathers help to make this clear.
Thank you angels for these signs,
I am always grateful when I find,
Another feather for my collection,
Healing wings of love and direction.