The Dove And Her Crow

He was a crow
Lost and misguided
She was a dove
Young and excited

Both naïve and stupid
She flew through the air
Made her mistakes
Thought no one would care

The crow flew alone
Till he fell in her tree
Stared for a moment
Asked “Will you marry me?”

The dove then was sure
Despite her mistakes
She’d be okay
If beside her he’d wake.