The Winter's Wind Mixed Media The bird watched as they

The bird watched as they pulled in their catch

a tree we had taken down many years ago

she flew on

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The Winter's Wind Mixed Media The bird watched as they"As the Mourning Dove perched on a branch, it endured the winter winds. It remembered the long summer days and warmth. It longed for the endless days when the sun bathed the world in golden hues, and the air was filled with the scent of flowers. As the winter wind whispered through the trees, the Doves feathers ruffled in response to the cold breeze. Its eyes, filled with longing, gazed into the distance as if searching for something lost in the