White Dove Poem by Laura M. Eggebrecht

White Dove



In My World of Confusion
In My World of Wanted Love
While The Wind Blowin, And I As
Fragel As A White Dove.

While My Heart Beats, Compared
To That Of Drums
While My Pluse Runs, Compared To
The River That Rushes Down Stream

In My World of Wanted Love,
In My World of Confusion.
While The Wind Blowin, And I As
Fragel As A White Dove.

My World Is A Dream -A Dream
That you Feel Is A Fantasy.
White Dove -White Dove
Blowin In The Wind, I Feel My Heart Beat.

Confusion-Wanted Love
Fantasy-Dreams

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