I am as beautiful as the starry night
I am different from most people on sight
I am unique for my gift of creativity
Black is the color of darkness and formality
Therefore I am but an odd, quiet, Black Dove
I care for my family, I treat them with love
I love myself for my artistic talent
I admire myself for being gallant
Black Dove, an independent bird that flies
To no dictatorship it ever complies
Off to freedom far away from the jaws of fear
A safe place to rest its wings is very near
I am quiet and mysterious, yet I love myself
I do make mistakes, yet I forgive myself
Certain sounds and some noises bother me to an extreme
However, music calms my spirit with every theme
Some say that Black is the color of evil and death
And in a pitch-Black winter; I can see my breath
About the Creator
Melissa Dahl
Although I live with multiple disabilities including Autism, Misophonia, and Crohn's Disease which limit my ability to enjoy in-person activities, I have found a rich and expressive world of characters and emotions to inspire my artwork.
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