Good Mourning Dove

GOOD MOURNING DOVE
by Kathryn Neff Perry

I heard your cry this morning

Searching for your mate

You seemed to cry please hurry

It’s breakfast, don’t be late.

You sat upon the wire

And watched the world fly by

The other birds don’t bother you

I saw your eagle eye

You called once more

I thought I heard you cry

Where is your mate

Did she fly on by?

You sat alone upon the fence

Looking all the day

Calling out to her

Your call, it seemed to say

Please find your way

Home to me

I don’t know

What to say

I heard your cry this morning

It seemed to me you said,

Good mourning dove

Welcome home my love.