Poem: The Dove Essay, Research Paper
The day i met you,
i had no clue,
that we could love,
upon a dove,
but the day our love was set,
it was difficult to get,
a moment with us together,
but our love flew like a loves lonely feather,
but the day the dove got knocked down,
i knew then i was alone,
and days gone by,
and i wonder why,
why did our love die?
was it you, or was it i?