The Four Pigeons
On a sunny rooftop, Four pigeons dance, hop. With a strum and a coo, They create a view. Guitar in
On a sunny rooftop, Four pigeons dance, hop. With a strum and a coo, They create a view. Guitar in
In the forest, I roam, Singing sweet songs at home. With my paws, big and warm, I spread joy like
As I drove my mail truck, A flock flew, what luck! Pigeons cooed with glee, A sight that warmed me.
In the morning light, we play, My cat and I, bright as day. Tiny paws on the floor, Chasing dreams,
In springtime’s gentle glow, A charming sight to show. A group of ducks appears, Bringing joy and cheers. They waddle
In city streets they roam, Pigeons seek a home. With feathers soft and gray, They brighten up the day. In
Within you, He dwells, The King’s love compels, Christ Jesus, our guide, In Him we abide. He taught us His
In Christ, I find my might, Turning dark to light. With faith, I stand so tall, No fear can make
In silence, wisdom waits, While folly tempts our fates. A selfish heart will sow, The seeds of strife and woe.
In unity we stand, With Christ’s guiding hand. Endurance from above, Encouragement, love. Together we will rise, With one heart,