The February forest offers
ten thousand shades of grey,
haven for the mourning dove.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
The February forest offers
ten thousand shades of grey,
haven for the mourning dove.
Hi. Mourning doves say ‘grey’ to me, also. I love this poem. Jane
Beautiful. In the winter it is surprising how the bare trees can capture our imagination and the many shades of grey. I do not get the adventure of snow where I live, but instead many shades of green all year.