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Wednesday, December 26, 2012


Cry dove cry
The veranda
This softly lit place
Of ferns and birds
Where I lay upon my love seat
Dreaming of holidays
In the sun
Baby dove, peace dove
White feathers
Shed here
The crying
The breeze
Meditating on peace
The fluttering of wings
The mother dove she sings
She feeds her chics
The nest keeps
In this place
My heart speaks
I do not want to leave
Stay a while
Stay with me
On my veranda
Where we sit
In peace.

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