Monday, May 10, 2010

Mourning Dove

Out back--behind our house--a mourning dove is nesting
sheltered under the 'Roger's Red' grape

Plumped, still and quiet she waits
shiny black eyes wide

Our son these days is still learning about respect
He whines
He screams
He wants his way

Then yesterday
He saw the eggs and the bird sitting so tenderly

Here mother dove, he said, here's seed for you.
Here mother dove, some water for you.

1 comment:

  1. who who, who who who who

    ... the loveliest call in birddom

    what a beautiful post


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