Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A new year poem by Lorraine Settanni

Mourning Dove
Lorraine Settanni 1/1/11
I was glad to see it go
It seemed to linger
Trapped in pain and discomfort
I swept away all remnants
Of its attendance
Before the appointed departure
I didn’t see it leave
Only relished the calm and quiet
And awoke renewed and replenished
A Dove greeted me
Dawn of the New Year
To signal the end of Mourning

“When the mourning dove appears there will be messages and opportunities for growth”