The Dove
Do you know what is like the dove?
It is the bird of peace
The bird of love
The dove flies free
So high in the sky
They make sure to bring sweet and gently love
We must let the dove free
Because it must fly again to another man
To bright the heart so tender
When many days of splendor
So, look high and to not stay
The bird of love
Will fly your way
One sweet day
~Linda Diane Wilkerson~
April 23, 2007