Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, those Chirping Birds
They Chirp Their Thanks To God.
Thankful Birds or Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, Chirping This morning before the sun came up, It wasn't even day light I woke to birds chirping. Chirp, Chirp, chirp, chirping Thanking God for food Soon to be supplied. As I lay there dozing in prayer I also thanked God for my supply Doze, doze, doze, dozing. The birds knew who to thank They started early chirping Before break of day. Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirping Their thanks to God, Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirping
This morning as the sun soon rose So I did after the break of day. At the window there I stood I saw them flitting and hopping Those chirping birds searching for their supply. Flitting and hopping, those thankful birds. As I sat down to my table spread I knew who to thank. I had started early Before the break of day Thanking, thanking, thanking Giving my thanks to God. This was the day the Lord had made Given to rejoice and be glad in. This was the day given for work or play Provided for rejoicing and thanking. As I sat out in the cool of the evening Again to my ears it came. Chirping. Chirp, Chirp, chirp, chirping. Before they nested down birds Satisfied at the end of the day Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirping Their thanks to God. Chirp. Chirp. Chirp. Chirping.
Soon after as nighttime fell As I retired to my bed provided It came to my mind again. Thank you Thank you. Thank you, Thank you, God, for the birds Who remind me to thank you.
I know you have at least one friend who can read. 6/19/2016 Larry E. Whittington I should listen more to God's creations and I would have more poems. Wouldn't we all.
Some would just give an Amen, which might due, but words you might hew would encouragement renew.