Dawn comes now to the mourning dove and me
A few hours of quiet a few minutes from D.C.
Sun through trees, obscured but glowing.
I find something,
Soon to be lost.
I lose myself in it,
As it goes by.
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Brian Leibold 
a wonderful moment in time
The use of “mourning” is so evocative and expressive.