as this new year set in, i flashed back the past year - 2011. so many things happened. but the most sad was losing the feather to my ink.
my feather went back on the arms of an angel last october leaving behind only poems and memories.
my feather last lay with me in the months before his depart. his last drink with me: unforgetable.
my feather shared with me, his gentle touch. like no other people had ever before. no words needed. just a soft gentle touch in the silence of the night.
no one else understood how we bonded. not many know they story behind as i was his story untold and unwritten.
my feather is no longer here with me but with the angels.
he will continue to write. how wrong it will sound, oh my... i can imagine.
as now, he is God's very wrong feather. watching over everyone. waiting for everyone.
i know i miss him and he knows it too.
alas, i know not what to write no more. although i now have pens and markers, still my feather was the best.
sharing the same passion and understanding... he will always be... the feather to my ink...
asc
RIP
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