The Doves
by
Harriet McEwen Kimball
Pretty
doves, so blithely ranging
Up
and down the street;
Glossy
throats all bright hues changing
Little
scarlet feet!
Pretty
doves! among the daisies
They
should coo and flit!
All
these toilsome, noisy places
Seem
for them unfit.
Yet
amidst our human plodding,
They
must love to be;
With
their little heads a-nodding,
Busier
than we.
Close
to hoof and wheel they hover,
Glancing
right and left,
Sure
some treasure to discover;
Rapid,
shy, and deft.
Friendliest
of feathered creatures,
In
their timid guise;
Wisdom’s
little silent teachers,
Praying
us be wise.
Fluttering
at footsteps careless,
Danger
swift to flee,
Lowly,
trusting, faithful, fearless,—
Oh,
that such were we!
In
the world and yet not of it,
Ready
to take wing,—
By
this lesson could we profit
It
were everything!
#doves,
#coo, #scarlet, #bird, #ornithology, #zoology, #wing, #feather, #daisy
https://pixabay.com/photos/dove-freedom-bird-nature-animal-2680487/: Image by michel kwan from Pixabay
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