I saw the pigeon’s game
Very innocent and free from blame
Not taking note of everybody around
As if least bothered on favorable ground
It puzzled me about their way of attachment
They will often jump, fight and make movement
There is no let up in their behavior and acts
They come, sit together fly and again to interact
They loose their lives so often
Cats and dogs often catch them in open
They are easily fooled and drawn in net
They are so innocents and so is their fate
Even though harmless and considered as peace messenger
They sometimes go very much blind and are exposed to dangers
They close the eyes and think no one watches
Life and death is just fraction of seconds away to reach
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Cindi Silva ?Hasmukh Amathalal ???! My dad was a pigeon fancier. :) 9 hou