Your Message

 

You are very clever.

If I hadn’t known you, loved you,

Or needed you so desperately,

I wouldn’t have noticed that it was even there.

 

Random feathers clinging desperately to objects,

Hiding in plain sight.

A message that nobody understands, but me.

 

As people walk right by, they are oblivious.

Oblivious to the small, hardly noticeable,

Insignificant messages.

One that they could never decode.

 

This heaven sent note,

like my own personal bread crumbs,

you leave for me to follow.

 

Your beautiful, yet random feathers,

That I pluck from stranger’s hair,

I hold so dear.

I know that they are for me.

Your message, your love,

Your sign that you are here.

Your message that I love,

Oh I hold them so dear!