The Dove

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The motherless child
Is shrouded in thick darkness,
The mourning dove weeps.

Swarming locust feed,
Devouring the lush flowers
And leaves the earth bare.

New healing appears,
A new life dawns sweet and good.
The dove drinks her fill.

L

 

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