A feather floats by,
Soft and warm.
You feel warm arms,
Around you once more.
The soft caresses of the past.

But that feather
Keeps floating on by.
Never stopping,
Always fading.
Dimmer and farther,
Farther and dimmer.

Warm arms grow cold,
Soft caresses turn to stone.
And that feather floats on by,
Dimmer and farther,
Farther and dimmer