Rosemary L. Finley - A Single White Dove lyrics

7. “A Single White Dove” by Rosemary L. Finley Late October wind whistling while children outside play and a single white dove outside Mamma's window Silently, she sits and watches while in her innermost part, in her soul, maybe she knows... A Single White Dove is present when a soul is preparing to fly, when a special soul is ready to Shed its earthy flesh and die... as a golden chariot for the glorious ride that awaits to take a soul to guide a soul to new and exciting heights a single white dove awaits and me and Mamma, we cry.