Also I Sing Poem by Michael Koelliker
Also I Sing
Not all of the white doves can sing.
I am less a white dove,
And more a black crow
I, too, receive the cold shove,
But I am as much apart of the show.
I do not feel their pearly love.
They push me and make me low.
They yell and prod, but I have not dove.
In spite of them I only grow.
I look up into the above,
And like the Rivers I flow.
And also I sing.
(4/25/2008)
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