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