For Want of Friendship

We are not unlike
the mourning dove
who rests on a
branch -- perched in
lonely solitude.

He emits hollow
coah-cooo-cooo-coo’s
which draw us
into a world of searching

and knowledge --
wishing to share
what enters his vision
as a scout who discovers
the meaning of love
each time we
listen to his calling.

© Richard L. Provencher