I got baptized on my
walk to school today
A pigeon swooped down
must’ve been too cocky &
confident in his vision
for He brushed the top of my hair
with the tip of his wing
He brought the clouds down
with him, those greys
that briefly nuzzled in the
nest of my hair
“Cheerio”
He might’ve chirped
but He didn’t stop to
chat
He had places to be
So I was left standing there
Baffled
from my brush with Grace