Song of Healing
When the mourning dove cries
I open my eyes
to everything I feel
and what I see is real
It's all before me now
the fears and anguish repressed
I've got to get through it somehow
I keep remembering the horror
thinking I might feel more sorrow
Mourning dove sing your song of anguish
Mockingbird sing your song of praise
Dove keep singing your song of sorrow
You've got to face it and deal with the pain
Copyright © Margaret Bonnette | Year Posted 2010
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