The Dove and the Chick (poem)
A dove who had lived on her own
Shear loneliness was all she knew
Where teardrops were more than a few
Her memories were hers alone
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It happened she happened on nest
With one lonely chick there inside
And no one to call it its pride
So she thought that she’d try her best
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She showered the chick with her love
Which never saw sunshine before
There wouldn’t be tears anymore
A promise she made to her dove
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And so the chick grew without care
Its mother was all of its needs
A lifetime alone she now heeds
For this all its needs she would bear
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For chick she would take to the sky
For chick she would search for their food
To ask for chick’s help would be rude
Her heart saw no reason to try
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But winter must soon come around
For chick it was just one more day
It paid no heed to her delay
Or that she lay dead on the ground