...she sings

 

Poetry by Roger R. Coyle

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The haunting beauty of the Mourning Dove’s call — nostalgic, yearning, and reassuring. This lives in the quiet ache of grief and the soft comfort of recognition — where nature’s voice becomes feeling. Great for exploring remembrance, nature, or emotional resonance

 

 

 

 

 

 

Status: Unpublished

 

Voicing: SSAATTBB and Flute