All I Have
I'd got a Feather .....
From a Phoenix !
Which healed, my ills.
Now I'm laughing.......
While drinking, with the gods.
I'm at the tables, in Valhalla .
For, there's only them ...that see.
That sharing love
with a mystic being.
Of how lonely,.... one can be.
How a brightly coloured
feather ,
Cured my all.
And it was all ....,
I had ,
of she.
Giajl © Jim Love