Amazing Kids! Magazine

Dove (A Sonnet)

By Isabella Taylor, Poetry Editor

 

Unconditional love ascends on wings

Bound together like beloved songbirds

A blind eye to spoils mankind brings

Just whistling wings no need for any words

 

From silken feathered wing tips pure

Release us from these earthly duties

A higher love eternal to endure

That embraces an everlasting beauty

 

But do not lament this ascent to death

Soaring high to the ultimate ending

Souls now returned to mother’s sweet breast

A self-sacrifice that’s worth defending

 

So mourn no more you have freedom alas

Doves are the door through which death may pass

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