A birdie in the hand,,,,,,, (poem) by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER on AuthorsDen

A birdie in the hand,,,,,,,
by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER → (All Poetry by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER)
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It don't mind at all to snuggle in my hand, and when I release it in the studio it sort of hops and flys toward the screen door, looks out, turns around and comes back about ten feet to want to be picked up, then it snuggles back into my hand, I hold it there for quite a while, instead of purring it sort of whistles happy when I stroke its head. Thanks to Ed, who directed me to a sight for Robins, it has survived so far three days and seems to be doing quite well, it certainly seems to be happy enaugh, to bad I can't hold it in my hand all night, I do need a few hours of sleep. I tell you it's cute, it barely has a tail, but feisty it is.
In my hand, snuggled, a bundle of love, It had fallen from a nest above, Wrenched its little leg somewhat, There it lay, on a grassy lot, A little winged angel with rosy breast, Tightly held it to my chest, It didn’t mind at all, happy there it is, What joy and happiness, what bliss, Now with spade in hand, For worms I search the land, Up at sunrise every morn to feed, So this tiny little tyke can eat, Hamburger mix with berries small, Peanut meal and all, It don’t mind this health food mix, And other things I fix, Like pooping every hour or two, A paper napkin is the loo, What I, for little birdies do, So many now I knew, Every hour on the hour, It will, a ton of food devour, It keeps me hopping to and fro, Nowhere else, can I now go, It hops around and flaps its wings, On tiny feed it springs, The little rascal knows full well and good, When it’s hungry and looks for food, It’s little mouth it opens wide, And seems to point inside, Of course I gladly do with pleasure, Then feed that little treasure, This though you have to see, It runs away, then comes to me, Comes to my hand to hold it there, It cradles there, and love we share, I stroke gently stroke its little head, While there it makes its bed, And if I could all night it would, Surely rest there if it could, Safe though in a box of tissue, To leave my hand it makes an issue, I put it on a velvet purse to snuggle, It soon therein does cuddle, Another friend supposed wild, Another friend a birdie child, Soon it will be free to fly, Toward the yonder sky.©18/07/2009

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 6, 2012

Your compassion shines, Jasmin. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on July 26, 2009

Jasmin, a true friend of all nature's creatures are you -- nurture it well -- and then watch with pride as it flies away -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael

Reviewed by Jerry Engler

Reviewed on July 25, 2009

I like Ed's description of you as bird whisperer...that you are. You have a job there that will require time and patience as well as care.....Jerry

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on July 21, 2009

This is a very sweet and wonderful poem and experience.Thank you for sharing.Its nice that you care so much for a Robin and have such great compassion for it.I am sure he was happy when he knew that he was in good hands.take care

EDWIN

Reviewed by Goddess Love (Reader)

Reviewed on July 20, 2009

They are one of God's greatest gifts to us.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 19, 2009

Jasmin y9u are so good! I had a similare experience,it is such a wondrous feeling of joy to save one of these gifts from God!Blessings to you both!...Eileen

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

I doubt you needed my help at all, Bird Whisperer - you seem to have the situation well in hand! And you are now, without a doubt, this little one's new loving mother.

Your story also reminded me of an injured little pigeon that my grandmother took in one day, and like you, she nursed him back to health, and even sang to him. And when she finally released him, he would return to visit with her in her flower garden, just about every day, for a very long time.

May your little orphan bring you such joy.

Reviewed by George Carroll

You have found a bundle of love and it has found you also.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Bet yah that this one Robin will see differently at the humans than the other Robins, no one seems to show to the "lesser" creatures kindness anymore. Bravo for you, that little bird will come back one day to make your day!

Georg

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on July 18, 2009

WHAT A COMPASSIONATE DEDICATION YOU HAVE FOR THE BABY ROBIN'S SURVIVAL. THANKS MUCH FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATION

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Jasmin,
This robin has your number and you've signed a contract. Gorgeously humane and tender as indeed you are, to care for a vulnerable one is a true act of kindness and charity. Well done!
John