The Doves return ....

I heard them while out walking Joey in the morning sunshine;

Their coo and the sound of them flying from tree to tree is uniquely theirs;

No other bird around here sounds like them;

But it's May; Mother's Day even;

They normally don't arrive until early September;

we've heard them for years;

Mark and I in the hot tub;

and there they were;



to eat the over-ripened berries on the Elderberry tree;

Natures own wine;

and when the tree is bare;

they leave, gone for another year.

I've listened to others tell about Marks visits to them;

I'm happy for them when he does, but afterwards I find myself saddened;

saddened that I don't get those same visits;

I ask Why? I don't get an answer....

I wonder today;

Was this my answer?

Is this the sign I've been waiting for?

Why today, after 11 1/2 years, did the Doves appear on Mother's Day?

While I will never know their reason;

I will take the liberty of seeing it;

as a sign

of Mark saying Happy Mothers Day.