Monday, April 18, 2011

Cheerful Melody


My old birdhouse in the corner
On a table that’s leaning
But the pretty little birds still come
Cause they don’t mind the feeling

Life may be rough around the edges
I may be old and you a little young
May or December, does it matter
It’s alright, when Spring is sprung

Living takes on a different hue
A little lightness in your step
I’m ready for pretty flowers
From the garden, with His help

Waking up to a cheerful melody
The glitter of dew and no ice
Drinking my coffee on the porch
God’s Springtime, O’ how nice !

Judy L Wilson
April 18,2011
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