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My Little Dove
My little dove.
She sung with such love,
But soon her voice did sing,
”My love, I’m lost.
I’ve started to exhaust
And soon I will not sing.”
I tried my voice
But I had no choice,
I had no voice to spare.
For I was stone,
And now I had known
The words I could not share.
She spoke to me,
A quiet plea
of which would fill with sorrow,
”I know, my love,”
I wish to above,
”I’ll see you on the morrow.”
I heard her cry,
Tears stung my eye,
And yet I could not weep.
It came morrow,
And I felt sorrow,
For my lady I could not keep.
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The dove and the statue in this story represent two lovers. The dove and statue were supposed to represent the roles they play in their relationship and represent not only what they feel on the outside but on the inside, mostly shown with the statue. Doves represent freedom, peace, love, and hope while statues can be seen as beautiful, cold, rough, and weathered. I liked to picture the statue as a person who can’t or has trouble expressing and communicating their feelings and is trapped in place, unable to help.
The conversations she has with the statue are short and filled with misunderstandings. When the dove got no response from the statue, she thought the statue didn’t care anymore, but it did. She says she’ll come again the next day, but all the statue could do was listen to her weeping, being trapped in place. In a way I felt that it was a story about a lack of communication and two people with different needs. The dove wanted to reach out and try and work through the issues while the statue felt that it didn’t have the words to express itself.