Black Dove

Black dove, are you of earth, or a gift from above 

Feathers so dark, eyes blood red

Do you bring love, or represent. Dread

I feel warmth as your wingspan blocks out the sunlight

I always had preferred to see calming of night

Your call is loud, it echoes across the horizon 

The warning feeling I get, sending shavers down my spine

I love to watch you slowly bring the sun back as you swoop down for a snack

Watching the look on the buffaloes face taking it to your nest to rest for the night

I will wait for you in the morning to admire your routine flight
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October 5, 2017 at 8:05 PM
We always will love a dove and never out the window shall shove.
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