Francis W. Huff
Dominion In Beauty
Fluttering fan shaped leaves, this canopy
Hides secret life that time will free.
A nest of selected twigs, flimsily, but with charm
Holds two eggs and shuns most harm.
Upon this nest in feathered concern and love
Hovers our delicate bird, the mourning dove.
Her dark eyes, deep pools, in steady stare,
Instinct of habit in protective care.