Dove
| by
Aimee in ...I don't know. HOLY CROW, I'M LOST!!!!!!!!! |
March 9th, 2009
Dove
Once was an egg,
Now a beautiful white bird.
Flying high above the world,
With brilliant wings like white sheets connected to the body,
Of a beautiful white bird.
This one, solemn bird,
Is a sign of simple peace,
When, in simple times, was common,
But in this bright, new world, not so,
For the sign of simple peace.
She is in many stories and is commonly known
As the brilliant white dove,
That has shown so many hope,
And, in this time, still does,
As the brilliant white dove.
-Aimee
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WHOOT!!! GO AIMEE!!!
Typing is like playing the piano, you press the keys until you make music.
I officially love your poetry. This is another excellent piece.
Why, thank you. This is only the 3rd poem I've ever written, so I hope it's okay.
"Talent does not replace hardwork, when talent is hardly working."