Not an Angel
Jan 14, 2024
A poem
She found a feather and tucked it in her pocket.
She refused to believe it was from an angel
It was from a bird and she new.
She even sat on the sill to watch the birds
soar through the sky
A poem
She found a feather and tucked it in her pocket.
She refused to believe it was from an angel
It was from a bird and she new.
She even sat on the sill to watch the birds
soar through the sky
A writer and sensitive realist who takes risks with the intention of progress