I found a wounded pigeon in my back garden
Thinking it was winded I took it to the shed
Where I had my cat box.
Placing it on a clean towel inside,
I went and made a cup of coffee,
hoping for the best.
A couple of hours later, I took a look
It was standing up ready to fly
Taking the box back out to the garden
I removed the lid and was almost blinded
By a flash of white light.
I watched in surprise as an angel took flight
I heard her say thank you
“I won’t fly as a pigeon any time soon
They are far too heavy…”