Poem: The Dove Essay, Research Paper

The day i met you,

i had no clue,

that we could love,

upon a dove,

but the day our love was set,

it was difficult to get,

a moment with us together,

but our love flew like a loves lonely feather,

but the day the dove got knocked down,

i knew then i was alone,

and days gone by,

and i wonder why,

why did our love die?

was it you, or was it i?