Friend of the Pigeon

Yesterday, the wind swayed
And shook
The green hop.
It was looking
For something to hold.

Yesterday, the wind swayed and shook
The blind, green hop.
It was looking
For something to cling to.

Yesterday, the wind
Swayed and shook
The blind, green hop.
It was looking
For something.

Today, the green hop is wrapped
Around and around and around.
Holding, hugging, entwined
As it always had been, there,
And I’d just not known it.