Dying Doves Poem by Jessica Fellows

Who am I?
To say goodbye
Too much horror
That wouldn’t stop going forward
With that, not a single flaw
There’s more heart to draw
There’s less love
And one less dove
Seems like one dies each day
And is replaced with more rain
Now I cry
Wonder what caused this sty
No memory can I find
For some reason, it’s fled my mind
I wish you could wipe the tears
But there’s no use, you hear?
Give us some time
Listen for the chime
Calling our names
But for now, we’re taking a pause in this game