Since the moment I held a pencil I've been creating with drawings and words. I believe paintings enlighten and poems entice our thoughts.
Birds have one natural ability we will never have, they can fly without any man-made help. They fascinate me because, like fish, they live in a different world from us because of their natural gifts. Spend some time watching them as they glide around the skies above.
Chirp, Chirp along the way
The birds awake from their rest
Bring on the bright new day
They sit chummy in their nest
Mom swoops down upon them
Her beak filled with treasure
Opened-up mouths of gem
Fill each round with careful measure
Love caress each tiny fluff
Until the wind, takes them to flight
Sound of light among the bluff
Off they scatter into the night
Chirp, chirp the sound goes soft
A nest as empty as the rest.
© 2020 Mary Borges