So, this dove, she sat
Upon a thin wire, so high
Gazing at the sky
So, this dove she thought
I wonder if I should fly
Off into the sky
So, this dove she sat
Contemplating her purpose
And wondering why
So, this dove did sigh
As she felt called to move on
Into the beyond
So, this dove she knew
She could choose to sit all day
Watching life go by
So, this dove did leave
Prompted by a wayward breeze
Spread your wings and BE!
©2017 Annette Rochelle Aben