The Pigeon's Church Poem by Patti Masterman

The Pigeon's Church

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The pigeon's church
is the church's eaves,
And all their sermons
the talking leaves;
They do not worry
for trouble or sin,
Or when their tiny
world must end.

The pigeon's church
is full of birds,
And all their talk
is coo-ing words;
To each his own,
to each his place:
Out of the whole
wide world, one space.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 24 June 2012

if only we were as wise as pigeons! good one.

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