Innate Instinct
Innate Instinct
Morning dove sits upon her small brood
Warming and feeding her two small fledglings as they grow and mature
She knows precisely when to turn her back and push her young out into the world
Oh, please Morning dove, share a bit of your innate instinct with me
Giuliano’s mom
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