Song for my good friend the wood pidgeon .

In the silence I hear you speak

From your' tail feathers to your' beak

Which is what I call your' mouth

With wings like the Angels 

you fly

High in to the great space sky

A Life for you and me

A soul to Live eternally

For any one whom would be

alive on this , Gods' green blue creation

All together all peoples All Nations

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