The Doves
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Early mornings receive his song
Coo, coo, coo, coo 'tis true
It echoes in the deep hollow
There are answers, a few
It seems some of his family
Has moved across the way
And dislocated by distance
Their songs come crisp at day
Cooing though morn's skies are gray
Communicate their desires
To their love; to their enemy
A woe that is so dire
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2017
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