Song of the Dove
Little dove, there you are, perched in the snow,
we need not to ask,
for, how well, we know
How your presence speaks gently
of faith in the spring
when you come out of hiding
and we hear your voice sing…
Rise up, don't be timid
for winter will pass
The flowers will spring up
in soft, meadow grass
As the spring comes alive
And the grapevines will blossom
please dove, sing your sweet song,
As the sun warms the skies
Coo little dove songs,
your voice will resound...
The gray clouds will fly away
and a new day will dawn
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Inspired by Sara's Contest: "Song Of Solomon"
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2011
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