Writing
I found a little dove
needing a little love --
injured, I took it in
and renewed hope,
the dove healed and
flew away;
I saw a child alone
and crying -- sad, I
knew not why; a
little dove set on
her finger -- lingered
for an amazing while;
danced up her arm
a shoulder snuggle
then lightly flew away;
A little child
a little dove
both little angels~
can I honestly
say -- a true story
or poetic allegory
a writer, fanciful, writes himself
away....
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2024
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