Beautiful as a Dove
Pure as snow...
Beautiful as a dove,
Graceful like the wind above.
Pure as snow,
Her beauty does glow.
With wings that flutter and fly,
She soars through the sky up high.
White as a pearl,
She's a sight to unfurl.
Soft coos fill the air,
As she perches without a care.
A symbol of love and peace,
Her beauty will never cease.
So delicate and light,
She's a wonderous sight.
Beautiful as a dove,
A true gift from above.
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