Today, watching two mourning doves
listening attentively to their lovely song
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Catching my breath grey shingled roof
tap dancing together, whistling wings
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Tis not a
sorrowful song but, a song of hope
they sing beckoning blossoming limbs of spring
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
One flies to a neighboring tree, resting peacefully
lifting his voice heralding
in a new morning
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
His mate spreads her wings and flies to his side
nestled together
they bask in a blue sky
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Wooo-coo-oo-oo
Today, I watched two mourning doves
as their songs
echoed in my heart...
author's note: This morning I saw
these lovely birds and felt compelled
to share their song.
to share their song.