adventures in dysthymia

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

DOVE

The heart is a dove;
throw it to the sky,
let it fly home
on eager wings.

It remembers the way.
Tomorrow, you may
find it asleep
in a nest of dream.

Stephen Brooke ©2006

Almost slips into greeting card territory, doesn't it? I think it works though.

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