Sad Dove Tale Poem by C.S. Keskuela
Sad Dove Tale
the sun was high
no clouds in the sky
i flew on the wings of love
i went up so happy to fly
then came crashing down
and landed on the poor white dove
his beak pierced my heart
and so i expired
for it was like a dart
or the spire of a king's crown
you frowned a bit
and then rejoiced
as freedom hit
thus happily you voiced
that you had won
it was all done
and you had lost not a wit
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