A Feather In The Wind Poem by Minnie Gehrig

The spring whispers
breath into the trees
evrey grass bblade leaning towards the sun
as the flowers lilt there heads my way

N i am sick
n so i travel with the lost ones
getting lost in the bottoms
of glasses
n fofeight evreything

pissing in the wind

N love means evreything to me
but i am wringing it dry

self destructive

I leave myself nothing

Hope on the wings of birds

N me but a feather in the wind.............