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The White Dove
Contributed by
honey56
on
Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 01:30:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
fictional
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A white dove came to me
The sun was high..
The dove sit upon my swing
The sun was high,,
As his eyes burnt into my
Soul..
The sun was high..
As he carried me upon his
Wing..
The sun was high..
As we descended into the
Clouds..
I seen a shadow as we whisk
Within and above the sky..
The face that linger beyond
The sky..
Gently smile and to just fade
Into the simmering light..
The sun was high..
But, yet the dream felt real
As his eyes burnt within my
Soul..
As the bright light engulfed
me..
A white dove came to me
And the sun was high
Copyright ©
honey56
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2007-11-02 13:30:45]
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Re: The White Dove
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by shelby on
Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 03:52:10 PM AEST
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Thank you for sharing this poem and your white Dove.. They are so beautiful, just as this poem is.. Overpowering freedom and peace comes to me while reading this.
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