Threnody

Oftentimes in a persons life certain sounds heard trigger a particular mood. The early morning sun is bright My spirit waxes with the light. So why do mourning doves still sing Woeful threnodies this morning? I hear robin’s newly hatched, cheep; I hear house sparrows young ones tweet But when I hear the doves refrain: cooOOoo-woo-woo-woooo! Sadness Overwhelms this brief cheerfulness and changes to melancholy. Why, oh why, by all that’s holy Must it betide, this dove songs pray Always in this similar way? Each day matters not- good or bad A sadden heart is all I have.