On the morn
of
your
passing
a dove came
to me
flew to my
kitchen back door
she tilted her head
smiled
lingered
and said,
~ now she flies inside of me ~

a
morning dove
from
above
brought me
sweet
peaces
of
you

minutes later . . . mortician’s call

“I’m sorry to tell you . . .”

“I already know ~ a sweet dove just told me so . . .”

Now years later
you
still
come
on
Birthdays
Sad Days
Happy Days
Lonely Grey Days too

a
bird of
LOVE
a
morning 
DOVE
from
ABOVE
brings me
sweet
peaces
of
you