Birds teach

birds teach

Where pigeons glide and go, peacocks don’t dare,

The former though in ways, a pretty miniature;

If one’s a bit of a postman, for friendship and for peace,

The other’s all for colour, for pride and expertise!

They are so complete, in their own different ways,

A classroom opens wide, with wings in their plays;

If these teachers ever knew, how priceless is their worth,

Would they start fighting, for their place and their hearth?

Where peacocks dance and run, pigeons don’t dare,

The latter though in ways, a pretty miniature;

If one’s all for colour, for pride and expertise,
The other's a bit of a postman, for friendship and for peace!

04 November 2014