On a cold winter evening,
There was a dove with no wing,
Looking at sky,
Asking Him why?
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finding the world of humanity. I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
i enjoyed the rhyming and the flow, but maybe a lot of the meaning was lost in translation.....or maybe the meanings were hidden somewhat from me (who looks at an apple and calls it an apple) . thanks for sharing. :) my favorite lines were the first four, but i didn't see the rest of the story clearly; maybe it is getting too late at night and this old man needs to go to bed?