Wild pigeons
so happy...

The cacophony of birds
sounded like...

You're doing a great job
better than I could...

And
in the end...

I saw the face
of the Madonna weeping...

While the red gums bloom
the honeyeaters...

The good or bad
of the person...

My little mate
the blackbird...

Of my old school mates
cheeky John Doody...

Dealing with knowledge
of what our lifespan...

I'm full of jokes
some are good...

There's no roar
no crowd...