a connoisseur of conversation,
a source of humor and elation.
Many a man has disapproved,
some have asked me to remove
this bird who flaps her white-sky wings,
preens herself, struts and sings -
flies around without a cage,
perches in meditation like a sage.
I let her out, a rebel set free.
She knows every branch of every tree,
glides on air, the sky her stage.
I have learned what it is to love
for in my house resides a dove.
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