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I had a dove, and the sweet dove died;
And I have thought it died of grieving:
Oh, what could it grieve for? its feet were tied
With a silken thread of my own hands’ weaving.
Sweet little red feet! Why should you die–
Why would you leave me, sweet bird! why?
You lived alone in the forest tree;
Why, pretty thing! would you not live with me?
I kiss’d you oft and gave you white peas;
Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees?
- John Keats.
A Laughing Dove (Spilopelia senegalensis) in my old Peach tree this past winter (Tarlton, Gauteng, South Africa) – an ode to Flutterby, my little pet Laughing Dove that I was blessed enough to have in my life for 10 months.
24th January 2013 – SOLD 1 Greeting Card – thank you to the buyer!
27th November 2013 – SOLD 1 Greeting Card – thank you to the buyer!