Sunday, March 13, 2022

Songbird Meadow

  Hello dear friends..  

 I wrote this poem while sitting in the yard listening to the beautiful songs of my visiting birds.  

 It is so good to be back,  I have missed you all. Thank you for your kind words on my previous post. 

Blessings,

Penny


Songbird Meadow

The sky is clear blue

There is music in the air

Could that be you perched up there?

The trees in the meadow

With leaves of crimson and gold

Float gently to the ground

And quickly unfold.

I'll sit by the water

That glistens from the sun

Watching the tadpoles swim as one.

I'll wait for you

As you sip the morning dew

Songbird, Songbird

How I love you....