As I drove my mail truck,  
A flock flew, what luck!  
Pigeons cooed with glee,  
A sight that warmed me.  

They danced in the air,  
With feathers so fair.  
I scattered some seeds,  
To meet their small needs.  

They pecked at the ground,  
Joyful sights abound.  
In moments like these,  
Life’s simple, with ease.  

Nature’s gentle call,  
Reminds me of all.  
Each route holds a gift,  
In hearts, spirits lift.  
So here’s to the day,  
And pigeons at play!  

Poem/Lyrics By: Karri Levens