My pigeon house I open wide
And set all my pigeons free
They fly over land, over hill, over dale
And light on the tallest tree
And when they return from their weary flight
I close the door and say goodnight…
Coo-oo coo-oo, coo-oo, coo-oo…
Left Coastie, Canadian-ish person. Writey-painty, artsy-webby. Arting at carriegraham.art; musicking at carrigraham.ca; devving at carriegraham.dev