Just BeWhen the ice coats all, from freezing rain,
and it's a feat to stay aloft,
The birds still have to find their food;
and it shows that they aren't soft.
I filled my feeder awhile ago
and was trying to move some ice;
A chicadee came up so close to me;
chirping "Me, me, me" - So nice!
It was a moving "thank you" -
one I won't forget;
Such a little thing for me to do
and yet a reward I did net.
He came back with his family
and other birds he'd told;
They chattered and sang and gave thanks, too;
and made me warm - not cold.
They gave me strength to scrape the ice,
while they chirped their songs to me;
If that is all I accomplish today,
it was a time to remember and "just be".
Joan Adams Burchell
(copyright January 3, 2005)
9 comments:
Indeed... to "just be" is such a gift. Have a lovely day Lynne!
Oh how lovely, It just made me stop and enjoy.
Thanks,
Jackie
"just be" What a nice thought. We can learn much from the birds.
Ruth
Jayne- I had posted before about how my style of birding is to watch birds "just be" birds so when I found this little poem I was delighted.
Jackie- Hi! Haven't heard from you in a while. Thanks for leaving such a nice comment again! :)
Shoot me an email (my email is in my blogger profile) if you're still interested in Cape May in October and I'll send you the info we've gotten.
Ruth- Yes we can learn much from the birds. I think of that especially when I get bogged down in worries or regrets.
That's a cool poem, Lynne! Birds certainly aren't soft in what they have to endure!
Nice poem, Lynne! I like it! Reminds me . . . I need to fill the feeders today! :)
Pam- I am amazed that they make it through our winters.
Liza- Fill 'em up!
From a distance they watch me fill the feeders and I often wonder if they appreciate and understand what that woman is doing for them... I think they really do. That poem made me smile... Thanks!
Have a great day, Lynne.
I can imagine a Chickadee saying me me me.I always thought that a Goldfinch sounded like it was saying eeeat!
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