Six Feathers

That is all that remains
Of a sweet song once sung
Upon an olive branch
Extending to the sky

Gray feathers tipped in white
A perfect camouflage in the night
Now stained with blood
And long black whiskers

–Victoria Emmons, copyright 2015

Written in tribute to Chili. 

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