Lost Words
nothing was said
and so she went to bed
over breakfast
i happened to mention
that mourning doves
were not just gray
as i always had thought them to be
that in the right light
they were colorful
though the colors were muted
without further discussion
she returned to bed
for hours I kept thinking
was it something i did not say
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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