Poem - A Pigeons Poem

We're ancient helpers of humans 
Yes Jobs we've had 
Now we wander and survive 
I see them out my window every day 
A flock on the powerline 
The many small puffs of grey 
We love to just hang out together 
In the sunshine 
Admiring the view 
And visit the pet cockatiels out the back 
Collecting some crumbs 
And finding another good spot 
To hang out 
Many don't find us beautiful 
But beauty's in the eye of the beholder 
And to a pigeon 
Another pigeon is the most beautiful creature 
Yes we find love with one another 
When some of us pair up 
And the human has seen us 
Kissing eachother with our beaks 
And singing our cooing song 
We love being free and surviving together as a flock 
Finding food and water flying together 
Then coming back as one 
The roof is also a good place to hang out 
Up so high 
Sometimes we see the human outside 
And we look at her with curiousity 
And affection 
Cause she's an animal lover 
A good sort to us 
It's such a peaceful idyllic life here 
Being us pigeons 
We know many pigeons are survivors 
But we've got eachother 
Pigeons are beautiful to animal lovers 
Not just in the way 
But another soul 
Wanting love and family 
And just to enjoy freedom and the beauty of the world 

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