The Dove
Elusive peace
Flies gently as a dove
It fails to soar
the heights with ease
Like the eagle above.
As vague as a dream uncaught
By the net of our memory
the peace that we had sought
Escapes us all...ever so quickly.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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