Ode to a Dove (of Peace)

oh gentle dove
who mourns all day
can i not whisk
your cares away
with water fresh
and bits of grain
a sturdy box
for when it rains
what saddens you
what grieves you so
in sun and shade
through wind and snow
whisper to me
the secret kept
by doves like you
who mourned and wept

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