A Dove That Loved To Fly

I left a trail of crumbs--- For a month Around this time she'd come I was tearing crying for about a year Than suddenly right out the blue -You appear right out the sun... You plunged onto my lap Tapped me than a look - Our eyes an open book... Music to my ears She flew and danced around my head In that instant I was filled with joy instead I bled... You were dead and so was I But how you came Gliding from a cloudy sky Fly, little airplane, fly I can rest more comfortably knowing you're alive