A Sentiment

God knew what He was doing when He sent a gentle breeze and brought a lovely butterfly to set my heart at ease. The happiness of your friendship and the gentleness of your words have touched my life in special ways and now I feel assured. Thank you for your loyalty and for reading everyday. I only hope you find things to make a happy day.

Monday, December 17, 2012

A Poem by Balisha


Tomorrow, I will be joining the blogging community for a day of silence and prayer to support the Sandy Hook victims.
I love Marjolein Bastin's paintings of birds. The picture of the cardinals is one of hers. She has so many wonderful things to buy for bird and nature lovers. I have had calendars, and little bird figures and also a pretty bird lamp that was a gift from friends. I hope she doesn't mind my putting this picture here.

Something happened during the night...
I woke to a world silent and white.
Icicles hung from the snow filled eaves,
Diamonds sparkling in all the trees.
A little bird walked on the rail...
Jumping along..bobbing his tail.
He came to check and find some seed...
This was the time for him to feed.
Sitting there in my rocking chair...
He looked at me with a sorrowful stare.
The bird feeder swinging was needing some seed...
So cardinals, finches and juncos could feed.
Out of my nightgown and into my slacks...
Out to the garage without looking back.
I opened the hamper, where we keep the food...
And ran to the deck to take care of my brood.
They looked at me with such delight...
I told them all, "Now don't you fight.
There's plenty here for you all to share...
You know my dears that I really care."
Run along and bring your friends...
I'll feed you all until my end.
They flipped their tails and flew away...
I know they'll be back at the end of the day.
Balisha

We are expecting more wintry weather toward the end of the week. Maybe we'll have a white Christmas after all.
Me







3 comments:

Still Woods Farmhouse said...

What a lovely poem. You are very talented! Wishing you a white Christmas!

DEBRA said...

What a beautiful poem, Balisha. I posted some bird pictures on my blog on Sunday morning...I'd taken them awhile back...heart was heavy and sad and the verse / song about His eye on the sparrows came to me so I went through some photos in November that I'd taken and then uploaded a few sparrow ones.

judemiller1 said...

I love your poem. It so reminds me of what I see outside my window at my feeders--and yes, mine are getting empty.