The White Dove, a poem by Akshita Gupta at Spillwords.com
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The White Dove

The White Dove

written by: Akshita Gupta

 

I was all alone,
My heart sank
The snow was falling
Suddenly I heard,
A wooing call
Coo, coo, coo….
A White Dove,
As White as snow
Comes closer to me,
Carrying the olive leaf
And suddenly changed,
My mood to elated

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