UNAFRAID AND VERY SMALL YOU LOOKED AT ME I LOOKED AT YOU IT SEEMED YOU HADN’T A SINGLE CLUE OF WHY I STOOD WITHIN YOUR SPACE A PUZZLED EXPRESSION ON MY FACE
YOU BEGAN TO SING A LITTLE SONG WHICH DIDN’T LAST SO VERY LONG IT MADE ME SMILE IT TOUCHED MY HEART YOUR TUNE A LOVELY WORK OF ART TOOK MY BREATH AND MADE ME THINK THEN OFF YOU FLEW IN ONE QUICK WINK
I DIDN’T SEE WHICH WAY YOU WENT BUT I KNEW THAT YOU WERE HEAVEN SENT ONE MOMENT IN TIME SENT JUST TO ME A DAUNTING TASK FOR ONE SO WEE TO LIFT ME UP AND CHEER WITHIN AND ALWAYS MAKE ME REMEMBER WHEN
Always reflect upon the gifts that have been sent your way. If you don't, you will regret it later. The wren acts as a wonderful metaphor for all those beautiful gifts we're given so briefly; that we should treasure and hold close in our memories. -- Jeff Mason
Very, very nice, Jean. The birds and animals and fish of nature can bless everyone's lives if they but take the time to observe them and forget their own worries and troubles for the few minutes it takes to be fascinated by nature's children.
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tells me you are getting ready to dazzle us again. I'm ready.
and inquisitive nature of wrens.
Ron
Your tune a lovely work of art. This little wren so quaint
in song. Beautiful poem.
Lady Mary Ann
Connie