I am having such a great time with my new-found poems from my Nana....
THE MORNING DOVE by Velma M. Carlson (1903-1996)
I sat alone but it wasn't long When a morning dove came by. He perched on a post quite near to me And looked me straight in the eye. He seemed to sense that I was alone, that I was lonely too... He just sat there as if to say, "Someone cares - I do." He cocked his head and blinked his eyes As cute as he could be. He flapped his wings and then took off, But was looking back at me. It wasn't long and he was back - Just basking in the sun. He saw his mate and they took off As soon as she said "Come". I sat alone and watched them go - They were as happy as could be. He had taken the time to rest awhile And sing a song for me.
~ 1990 ~
[This message has been edited by Nan (edited 09-17-99).]