My Valentine
A pair of doves preen and prim
as the Night is almost done.
And perched on a favored limb,
they await the rising sun.
As Sol rises from below,
darkness slowly fades away.
And as a pale moon hangs low,
Dawn dissolves Night into day.
Morning mist waters the grass,
dribbling dewdrops everywhere.
And sparkling like beads of glass,
their beauty's beyond compare.
Swaying palms shadow a reef
as crabs play tag with the waves.
And in their seaweed motif;
dash in and out of mud caves.
This extraordinary show;
I share with my Valentine.
And as scented breezes blow,
two hearts and souls intertwine.
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