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LOVING MY BABY


~LOVING MY BABY~



I still become sad
when I think of
the Wood Pigeon
that I have lost.

Hand reared Pigeon
had won my heart,
she was my baby
I gave her my heart.

Flying to freedom
she left her home
but she is there
deep in my heart.

Loving so deep
was not in my hand.
It just happened
I became her Mum.

I know it is God
that put that love
for the Wood Pigeon
Into my heart.

I am just lucky
I got that chance
of loving my baby
with all my heart.

Kris ~ Dreamweaver
http://poetrypoem.com/dreamweaver
2006













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