As I sipped coffee at my window
(Which is my morning religion)
I saw the most beautiful thing:
A black and white pigeon
Sometimes it's nice to see
A pigeon in black and white
But the reality is that most are gray
And that is quite alright
* * * I accidentally pressed ‘save’ instead of ‘publish’ yesterday morning and amazingly didn’t check my website til about 9pm last night so this poem was uploaded 12 hours late . . . sorry to my regular rhyme time readers! * * * *
