City Pigeons

Around my boots where I am sitting crumbs of bread they happily eat The cheeky and colourful City pigeons so at home on the city street Their cousins the rock pigeons of the Northlands in Town would feel so out of place They once were the very same species though now quite a different race. Introduced by humans to cities all around the World in busy towns they feel at home Beyond the borders of suburbia the city pigeons seldom do roam They build their flimsy nests of sticks on building ledges their young they hatch out in the Spring Like their ancestors on trees they do not roost or nest Nature is such a wonderful thing. Some people they like and feed the city pigeons whilst others do not like them at all Though Nature cares for all of her children from the very great to the small And wild-born things can be so adaptable in noisy environments they they've learned to dwell The city pigeons of this one example in cities they do very well. By the street seat around my boots they eat bread crumbs like house sparrows they are almost tame They were born and raised in the city to be good at surviving their one claim to fame Liked by some and disliked by others but that they are good at surviving none can deny They are born and raised in the noisy city and in the city they do die.