To the Doves

Poem about birds

Lady birds of peace
whose broad eliptical wings gather hope
as they flutter helplessly
in love with the morning sunlight

You saunter, for no particular reason
through the delicate wildflowers
spraying a blaze of color
at the forest’s edge

To that special point you float, and
sit in loyal courtship
with the one you adore, and
hold forever in your gentle heart

Your near haunting coo lingers
like the morning mist drifting afar
then igniting replies
from others perched high

With the many you gather
but always you sit
in that special place
with just one

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