I Wandered Lonely As a Pigeon

" I wandered lonely as a cloud " ~William Wordsworth ~ I wandered lonely as a pigeon, flying Over towns, farms, lakes and trees. With my wings outstretched, there's no denying That I'm surfing on the breeze. In this vast sky there's not a cloud to be seen. Above me, ocean blue, beneath a luscious green. I swoop down fast for I have noted A generous scattering of seeds From the hands of bird lovers devoted, This will more than satisfy my needs! I feast 'til I am full and round And rest a while on the ground. The early mist, the horizons haze Puddles leave evidence of last night's rain. Pastures sheep and cows do graze Contented. Nearly time to fly again. But first I take a drop or two Revitalising morning dew. After a splash my wings are spread. Where to next? I ponder. What more to admire overhead! The endless sky I wander. The clasped rings remind me to return home Until I next explore lands free and alone.