She gathers feathers and broken blue eggs,
discarded treasures from the birds
A shadow box of wispy memories
are proof that life endures.
Author’s Note:I have been ill and missed the Tuesday Poetics- Art as Inspiration but I loved the art and managed to write one today to share on Open Link Night. Still under the wether, going to doctor this afternoon. Will try to catch up on reading over the weekend, if I am on the mend.
dVerse Poets Pub: OLN #250