As I relax on the bench in my backyard, Savoring the gentle breeze, life isn't hard. Pebbles the Pigeon flutters down with grace, Lands softly on my hand, a sweet embrace.
With a curious tilt of her head, she pecks, At the seeds in my hand, her beak checks. Her gentle coos create a soothing sound, In this moment, peace and joy are found.
Watching her nibble away, so carefree, Nature's beauty, a sight to see. Small connections with our feathered friends, Remind us of the joy that nature lends.
In this simple moment, I find delight, As Pebbles and I share this peaceful sight.
