A song fluttered down in the form of a dove, and it bore me a message, the one word—love! – Paul Laurence Dunbar

I heard a dove coo
somewhere high
in the branches
of a rising pine,
a soft good morning
note to begin
dawn’s early chorus,
prompt the robin’s
cheerful whistle,
cue the long
call of the blue jay,
and induce my deep
and contented sigh.
—C.L. Fisher, June 2022
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