"My father passed. I had a hard time with it, being that I experience all things with a full heart. But I knew at all moments we were still with each other. I asked him to send me feathers. They came. In needed moments, in grateful spaces, and in quiet magical ways, they came. Gathering the poems became one with gathering the feathers. Both acts were restoring me. One day he will see me take those feathers and fly." This is Frances Michael's first collection of poetry spanning the first half of her life. It portrays wisdom and innocence. It speaks of acceptance. Her voice is powerful and worth contemplation.