Thursday, July 6, 2017

Singing Birds Poem


All day long the birds are singing
Sweetest songs that seem to rise
From their tiny throats far-reaching,
Even to the distant skies.

Then at night they rest securely,
Nestled close within their nest,
And the Father safely watches
Every little feathered breast.

Likewise we when night approaches,
Lay our weary heads to rest,
For we know that God will watch us
as He does the bird's wee nest.

~ Josephine Currier ~ 

6 comments:

Vee said...

That's a sweet thought and true for the Bible tells us so.

Darling little graphic!

Maureen said...

Beautiful!

Regina said...

What a sweet post. It is so true how God takes care of us. Thank you for reminding us of God's love and care!

Maxine D said...

A lovely poem Abby - and I take refuge in our Father's arms at night - for my spiritual and physical safety.
Blessings
Maxine

Mary Chastain said...

Precious little poem

Gail Griner Golden at Gail-Friends said...

I love birds and I love this poem. Thank you for sharing it with us.

I shared one of your graphics on my blog today. I hope you'll stop by to see it.
Thank you again for allowing me to use your beautiful graphics.

Blessings,
GG