.....pure soft spoken beauty

One of the first things

we hear of a morning,

are the sweet

mourning

sounds of

a Mourning Dove.

All through the many years we've

lived in our home, here in Florida,

they've made themselves right

at home in our garden.

Year in and year out they've

nested in our Palm trees,

bathed in the birdbath,

had little babies

and claimed our garden as their own.

They are lovely to look at,

and I believe beautifully made by God.

This afternoon, we watched

as a very young

Dove

enjoyed wild bird seed

on one of the feeders.

The sweet simplicity of

that single moment

with nature,

provided for us pure

soft-spoken beauty.
Blessings.....Dee Dee

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