Grey The February forest offers ten thousand shades of grey, haven for the mourning dove. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Beautiful. In the winter it is surprising how the bare trees can capture our imagination and the many shades of grey. I do not get the adventure of snow where I live, but instead many shades of green all year. LikeLike Reply
Hi. Mourning doves say ‘grey’ to me, also. I love this poem. Jane
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Beautiful. In the winter it is surprising how the bare trees can capture our imagination and the many shades of grey. I do not get the adventure of snow where I live, but instead many shades of green all year.
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