Mourning Dove

I heard a mourning dove today
Faintly break the gray
Barely a distant February
Not quite March or May
Was she waiting for someone patiently?
No echo to be heard
I always thought they came with fare
As mourning doves in pairs
And all the whispers whistled
And all the candy cooed …
And all the best departed
A mourning dove too soon
-
K’14

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