The Gift


lovebirds4-best-2(photo by J.Casey)

My snowy visitors have brought to me
a bright and beautiful December day
I offer them my Chinaberry tree.
I perch and stare before they’re on their way.

They pause and groom each other for awhile;
soft talk they share with cooing , cheek to cheek.
They stare at me and, sure I see a smile
upon the face of one who wants to speak:

“Coo-coo, it is the human heart we seek.
His sacrificial love was made by choice.
That splendid gift God gave us makes us meek.
As we are poets, we will be your voice.

On wings of care,  Nativity,  they sing.
His birth’s a gift  forever echoing.”

These doves were perched outside my 3rd floor balcony in Florida; Dec 11, 2012 (my mom’s birthday). They stayed; grooming themselves for a good fifteen minutes before they flew away and did not seem to mind my photographing them from only a few feet away.  In the many years I have lived here, before and after that date, those birds have never been seen again.  I have always considered them a gift and message from my mom,  gone since January, 2000.

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3 Comments on “The Gift”

  1. Poetic Bloomings
    December 18, 2012 at 2:41 am #

    Mourning doves, I believe! Fabulous photo and verse!! 🙂

    Marie Elena

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    • jacquelinecaseypoetry2012
      December 18, 2012 at 3:08 am #

      Mourning Doves? really. I thought they were just simple pigeons… No matter. Was lucky to get
      the picture! Photo was the impetus for the poem. Thanks. Jackie

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      • Poetic Bloomings
        December 18, 2012 at 3:38 am #

        I could be wrong, but they look like Mourning Doves to me. 😉

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