This is a poem from my work-in-progress, a volume of devotionals with accompanying poems. My first collection of poetry has just been released at www.PublishAmerica.com. I invite you to visit there.

LET THE BIRDS TELL YOU

As dawn broke through my window pane,
The sweet strong coos of gray doves came,
Followed by accompanying throngs,
Of bobwhites bursting forth in song.

They raised beaks to the sky above,
Filled their breasts with the air of love,
And chirped quite loudly from the trees,
Singing to God, “Father thanks for these.”

Bees buzzed round the blooming flowers,
Agreeing it was the best of hours,
For south winds blew across the fields,
And smiled upon the crops to yield.

All the birds singing and all the bees,
Plus every fish swimming in our seas,
Animals roaming, pet and wild,
Knew God did this—they’re each his child.

So, praise the one who made this earth,
For with his lips we’re kissed at birth,
He gave us nature—the sky and the seas,
Give thanks for all that’s come to be.