Not really pigeons

Smaller in stature, yet they are pigeons, Not as colorful, but still gray, white, brown. While pigeons thrive in cities, doves love woods, Though both belong within the same bird line. The symbol of peace, love, and purity, Never regarded as pests like the pigeons. They never dwell near filth nor in clutter, So doves are welcomed more in human hands. Timid, reserved, and forming smaller flocks, Their cooing softer, sweetly resonant. They show elaborate courtship in dance, With flight more agile, graceful, and refined. Unlike the pigeons, bold and unafraid, A dove will flee before it stands its ground. Yet still, it finds its way through storm and sky, A creature born for silence, peace, and grace.