WOUNDED DOVE

Written by: Madelin Barton

Beautiful dove, fragile and still visibly wounded
One day, landed in my palm of my hands  to rest
And all I 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 meet
Giving my life greater purpose
I slowly gained its trust
And it became my loyal companion
 
The memories it left in me
Sacredly forever will remain
and as time went by, it got stronger
Its wounds began to heal
I realized it couldn't stay with me forever

I had to let go with great sorrow and immeasurable pain
I let my precious dove fly away
Tears of heartbreak I shed
And for the first time in my life, my heart truly bled

Grateful it had chosen me 
Given me so much and letting it go was the only way
I could ever truly repay all the joy
It  had given to me in my darkest of hours
The day we met was truly one of 
The  happiest days In my life and I pray
God let me see it soar high again someday