Below is the poem entitled Wounded Dove which was written by poet
Barton. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Beautiful dove, fragile
and still visibly wounded
one day landed in my hands
to rest and all knew to do was to
cradle its hurt on my chest.
The beatings of our hearts
synchronized as if by chance
or by fate we were destined to
met a greater purpose had
found me. I slowly gained it's
trust and it became the loyalest
the memories it left in me
sacredly forever will remain...
time went by it got stronger it's
wounds began to heal ; I realized it
couldn't stay with me forever.....
I had to let go with great sorrow
and immeasurable love I made
the hardest decision" I set it free"...
Tears of heartbreak I shed
and for the first time in my life
my heart truly bled.
I am thankful that it choose
me to love and care for it
so hesitantly I opened my hands
that had cradled it for so long and
said it's ok to leave fly away you've
given me so much and letting you is
the only way I can truly repay all the
joy it given to me in my darkest of hours
cause the day we met was truly one of
the happiest days In my life..
and I pray one day God let me see
it soar high again someday.