Ornithology and Botany

He says, look at the fledgeling doves,
They're in the apple tree
She is the girl that no one loves
And nobody can see.

'Twas not so long ago she fell,
Beguiled by Wandering Jew,
As hollow as a leaden bell
And deeper shade of blue.

But there they sit, the fledgeling doves
In the apple tree, so high
She is the girl that no one loves
And fledgeling doves can't fly

Pink flowers glow in silver light
And Spring has sprung anew;
But winter still has claimed her heart
And mourning doves cry "who?"

Now stronger grow the fledgling doves,
They'll leave the apple tree;
But not the girl that no one lovesó
'Til love can set her free.

May 28 2019

Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2019-09-05 at 03:39

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully written, Nancy. I found myself wondrously lost in the melancholy of your rhyme rhythm and theme.

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this on so many levels. It makes me happy/sad, which is pretty much how I feel about life.