In the big blue sky. 

Was a white dove of uniqueness surrounded by a gray flock of perfection. 

The white dove struggles to fly alongside with the flock that is full of equalness. 

The white dove is so full of hope and light. 

The light that shines across the sky with warmth, kindness, and opened mine. 

Yet it still struggles to be part of the flock. 

The flock saw the dove as odd and out of color. 

It’s like dark clouds covering the sun from shining its warmth and light of good and leaves nothing but darkness on the land, but the light will come through in time. 

When the dark clouds move away to let the light shine on the green lands again. 

To fit in like a puzzle piece that forms a beautiful picture.  

However, being different is not a bad thing.

Uniqueness can affect all. 

You can blend in but stand out at the same time O how the birds look different in color, feathers, and the way they sound but in a way, they’re still the same. 

The white dove blends in but stands out in the gray flock.