Listen to the Cry
The distant cry of the mourning dove,
Is a pleasant sound, and one I love,
CooooOOOO-woo-woo-woo, CooooOOOO-woo-woo-woo,
It’s a graceful song, yet not meant for me or you,
Methodically calling out in a rhythmic tone,
The male dove does not want to be alone,
These birds are known to mate for life,
He is actively seeking to find a wife,
In summer they raise two families together,
Through thick and thin, in all kinds of weather,
Scientifically, the frequency and pitch of the mourning dove
call,
Has a calming affect on one and all,
The lower pitched wooing is my favorite part,
I anticipate it right from the start,
It is peaceful and serene, not sad to me,
I smile every time I spot a mourning dove in a tree,
On the ground, perched on a barbed wire fence, or,
In rows along roadside electrical wires, this I just adore,
These lovely birds with their lonesome song,
Make me want to sing along.
Tammy Harvey
7/18/2023
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