A Bird Is A Gift
A bird is a gift
And brings forth a smile
Whether a mockingbird or swift
He uplifts for a while
He always lets us know
That the earth is right
And brightens up our day
With his colors bright
I love to see one perch
High up in a tree
Singing out his song
So sure and peacefully
When aloft on his wings
I wish I could go too
Above everything
Every afternoon
I wish I were a bird
And could concentrate
On my little nest
And chicks that await
- Author: w c ( Offline)
- Published: June 18th, 2018 21:51
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
As you know I too love watching birds in all their forms.
Yes, I know that you also enjoy birds. It would be interesting to compare the different species we see in our respective areas.
A lovely write w c. It reminded me of a hymn: 'All things which live below the sky'. Not recalled it for years. We had it at primary school assemblies. Have to get cracking and do a hymn-poem to that tune soon!
Thanks, orchidee. I always enjoy your poems. I'm glad to hear that my poem brought back a pleasant memory for you.
I enjoyed that. Thanks
Many thanks to you. glad you enjoyed it.
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