Avian Visit
Two wayward pigeons settled
On the A.C. right outside.
Nine stories up, they strutted
With no place for them to hide.
We were surprised to see them;
They’ve not visited before.
Perhaps they meant to stop off
At a slightly lower floor.
I didn’t mind their presence
But my husband did, so “Shoo!”
One tap against the window pane
And off those pigeons flew.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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