Is It Too Late For Love? Poem by Elizabeth Benedict

Is It Too Late For Love?



Is it too late for love?
I hear the song of a dove
Outside my window.
Just now I got up to close the door
Because it makes me feel so sore
to hear what I can't have.

I hear it in the trees
And see it in the bees
But it eludes me
And I feel so very small
Like I'm not capable, at all
Could someone please shoot me?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Reianna Ame 16 July 2007

Yeah, I know what that feels like.

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