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Please Feed the Birdies
by Mary Ellen Smith
I love that God has filled the trees with birds of every song.
If one should linger long enough, the birds shall fly along.
Perhaps the breasted Robin, He’ll be calling “tuk, tuk, tuk.”
Or maybe the Mountain Bluebird if one has any luck.
The sparrows never disappoint, they sing the whole day through.
Come find a place under a tree and they will sing for you.
God has his eye on all of them, summer, spring and fall.
And in the winter too of course, He feeds them one and all.
But when the snow is falling, and the eaves are frilled with ice
Won’t you please feed the birdies? Now wouldn’t that be nice?
Scattered seed atop the snow, sunflower or thistle.
Maybe you will be the one to hear a happy whistle.
Oh, winter here my feathered friends and I’ll build a house for you.
Together we will brave the storms, this winter, me and you. 07/11/2008 Author's Note: looking forward to a snowy winter......
Posted on 07/11/2008
Copyright © 2024 Mary Ellen Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 07/11/08 at 03:50 PM Beautiful images, the last two lines are lovely. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 07/11/08 at 03:59 PM You and me both. Heh. Well put. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 07/11/08 at 05:29 PM Wonderful Mar goes into my favorites...CharMin |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/11/08 at 10:48 PM Quite delightful. Thank you! |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 07/12/08 at 03:59 PM aww so sweet! great poem! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 07/15/08 at 01:53 PM Charming verse to sing the birds' praises! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/23/08 at 04:31 PM As a life long birder and nature nut in general I really enjoyed this latest entry of yours Mary Ellen. Great to read you again! |
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