
I remember my gram loved the sound of the cooing of the mourning doves in her yard. She said they reminded her of the people that she had lost and that they were letting her know that all was well and that they were still loving her from heaven,
I hear them and I think on her and how much she loved me. And that she still does. From Heaven,
This is from the Song of Solomon 2:11-12 and is called Solomon's Turtle Dove. 11 For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone. 12 The flowers have already appeared in the land; The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
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