Signs From Loved ones

I wrote this poem earlier this year for my beautiful cousins after they lost their beloved daddio. It was to remind them that their dad would always be with them... It’s hard when you are grieving to not get lost in the fog, to keep your eyes open and see the beauty that is left in life, & you can get so much comfort when you see those little signs.
For me a visit from a robin is really magical and I often have close encounters with them on bad days... what signs have you encountered? I would love to hear from you all!
Love & Light
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