Songbirds: A Poem
In the early morning sunlight, the songbirds awaken.
We see them now, in the branches of the maples,
Singing with no thought for tomorrow.
The light of the sun shows us their gentle beauty,
Their eyes, so bright.
The cares of the day have not reached them;
They have no desire but to sing
And welcome the day.
They are beautiful.
Yes, the night may come,
But when it does, the songbirds will hide in their homes;
Safe in the arms of the one who loves them dearly.
We see them now,
Hiding in the arms of the one who loves them.
And they are not afraid
Of the darkness.
Let us be like the bird of the air;
The songbirds
Who live for today
And for the one who cares for them
So dearly.
For we are the Children of Light, and have no fear
In Him.
And we are beautiful,
Like the songbirds.
About The Author
Abby
Abby is a teenaged writer who loves using her words for Jesus, to seek and point out beauty in the ordinary. When she isn't writing, you can find her jamming on her guitar, which she fondly calls "Raymond Fender the First", sitting on porches, or reading.
Abby, this was so beautiful! Your poems are amazing and each one is better than the last. Great job!
God bless!
~Grace