Little Sweet Dove.

By Lawrence Ruth 6 months ago

         Little Sweet Dove.

Then, I was a little Sweet Dove.

So meek and gentle at heart

With a lucent golden heart.

The blue sky and thousands stars

Adorn my dreams all night.


Months turned years.

Once a little me now a teen

But everything seems to be twirling.

Like the gentle breeze,

My sweet gentle heart moves.

A strict heart of seriousness 

Takes a righteous humble heart.


Now with a shot madness

And a fiery temper 

From the devil's paradise.

I weep everyday

Hoping to change for good.

Hoping to be that little see Dove.

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