The Bird
The bird flew to my window sill
in the blinding swirling snow,
I think the poor defenseless bird
had no place to go.
I wished that I could become a
bird to guide it safely home,
like Jesus Christ came down to
earth so we wouldn’t be alone.
Like birds when people loose their
way, they need to stop and
pray, ask the Lord for guidance
He will help them on their way.
~ Jeanie Boyette 12/3/15
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If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him. (James 1:5 NKJV)
Jeanie has written another poem for us, this time about a bird in the snow. Thankfully, she gave me a whole parcel of new poems the other night and wished me a Merry Christmas. Will try to put them up soon. Thanks, Jeanie. Merry Christmas to you, also.
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