One Dove
There were two Doves
That would
sit in a tree
Every day, there they’ll be
One gloomy morning
While sipping my tea
I came to notice
Today t’was only she
Now let me tell you
The story you will see
They were Love Doves
Both He and She
But one solemn day
“He” the male dove
Just up and
flew away.
Now there she sits
I do say,
She seems to think
He’ll come back
To “Me” one day.
Deborah Lopez