Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A Love Story


This is a story of love.
The story of a dove.

She made her home on our porch fan.
And won't leave, despite heroic efforts by Dan.

For Mrs. Dove, as she has been named,
lives a life of what we have blamed,

As a woman of the night.
Oh yes, a woman of the night.

For Mrs. Dove, you see,
Has gentleman callers a-plenty.

She doesn't learn, that one
That her actions cause a bun (in the oven).

And so she sits on her eggs
Until they hatch and find their legs (or wings).

And then she does it all again,
She takes a visit from one of her "men".

So the cycle repeats,
Because gentleman callers she greets,

As a woman of the night.
Oh yes, a woman of the night.

1 comment:

KP said...

Lovely! Who knew I was surrounded my 2 sisters and a sister-in-law who are all poets!