A Tree Filled With Doves
A Tree Filled With Doves
I heard the giggles
And whispers of feathers
Before I saw the tree explode
In clouds of rambunctious doves.
Rising in a cloud upwards to the just risen sun
Like drunken conventioneers stumbling into the morning
Squinting and laughing, rushing toward another day of living.
Surprised but not frightened, I froze in wonder hoping to feel their breezes.
Copyright © Kevin Lawrence | Year Posted 2018
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