Show J JUS t F Folks 0 1 k S By A. A Guest GuestA Edgar A PIGEON TALKS BACK BACKI I spread some crumbs upon the sill And watched the pigeons cat their fill I wondered why they chose to stay Mid city buildings cold and gray To live street along a stone paved When spring is here and grass is sweet Pigeon said I Id like to know Why roof and chimney hold you so When field and stream and waters clear Are just a few short miles from here Why do you dwell with care and strife When you might hive a lovelier life The p geon spoke and startled me Ive often wondered that said he About you men Why do you stay Close to these buildings every day Slaves to one purpose when you could Share the worlds world's beauty if you would Not far away are arc field md and stream Where you could rest yourself and dream Know birds and bees and blossomy bower But hero hera you spend your waking hours And will until the day you die X d 9 aust hy S |