Tale of a Dove
She opened the box
a dove flew out
nestling down on her shoulder
A twinge of pain shot through her
sore conscience all a-whir
When was the last time
she’d called on Monsieur …
The dove flapped her wings
then flew away
A note fell from her beak
‘Rendezvous ~ a year from today’
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