Oh how difficult it must be
To land in bushes or a tree
Just one foot and a knee
This brave little soul
Accomplishing this goal
Though it took its toll
She banked her little chest
Of branches made a nest
Her little body rest
I could see it gave her pain
That little leg so lame
When branches she did claim
I reached my hand with bits of food
Close as I could for her to loot
I thought it do her good
With gracious peck and look so sweet
She reached and took the treat
Fulfilled my Sunday deed
Met folks along the way
Their next step would delay
So the little bird would stay
Three times I fed that little creature
Nearer God it brought me than a preacher
Love exchanged, the feature
California walnuts was the treat
For a little bird so sweet
Hope to help her on her feet
I too with food was blessed
Food that in the soul would rest
That treat, the very best!
10/09/2007
Be safe,
Karen
Kathy