Sometimes on my morning walk,
When
no one is around,
I’ll
pass by a photographer
And
know that I am bound
To
see a dressed-up couple,
Posed
and smiling, thinking of
The
lovely pics to show to all
To
prove their new-found love.
With
the river in the background,
It’s
a lovely urban scene,
But
today had something added,
Not
the usual routine.
For
the couple was instructed
To
run straight, as they did do,
To
the spot upon the promenade
Where
pigeons strut and coo.
The
startled birds all lifted up
And
circled in the air
As
the camera person snapped away,
The
pigeons everywhere.
The
happy couple laughed,
Then
all the birds flew down to roost,
For
some New York flair into those pics
They’d
surely introduced.
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