Yesterday, again,
the pigeons gathered
on the tip of the barn roof,
kissing and cooing,
that’s right,
you heard it,
pigeons kiss,
quite well actually,
and without shame.
Perhaps this time
it was their annual
Christmas kiss,
a pigeon’s way
to show comfort,
to heal,
to forgive,
to remember
the meaning of Love.
Yes, pigeons,
on rooftops,
coo, whisper
“let’s kiss”
right now
in broad daylight,
and maybe,
just maybe,
someone will notice
and someone did.
~ pe kaplan