Little Birdie (Poem No. 608)

In our backyard,
A cute baby bird
Standing still in the open air;
Camouflage In the midst of the grass;
With its wings folded
In his side.
As I come nearer
He just standing still,
With his head c*ck
Looking at me in the eyes;
I reach down and pick him up,
before he will be seen by our cat.
I took him inside.
From my palm, he walk
Through my arm, up to my shoulder, close to my ear;
With his amiable look in his eyes ,
He won my heart twice.
I thought he's special pet to keep,
but then, I remember those past bygone days,
when we kept the wild baby birdies in the cage;
always never make it
For more longer days.
 So, I decided to let him go;
 I paused for a moment and pray
 for his safety when I let him free.
 I decided to place him on the fence;
 I fed him cat food and gave him water to drink.
Then he had fallen to asleep;:)
I look around wondering,
where would be our cat that love to catch starlings,
 "I haven't seen him all morning?
But when I scan all the corners with my naked eyes,
 lo, and behold! Carlos the cat,
sleeping nearby on the other side,
covered by a thick grass; "It's not a good scene";
 I thought",So I woke him up to try to make him
 follow me inside the shop;
but all he did,he raised his head,
and look at me in the eyes,
and went back and laid his head on the grass
and close his eyes back to his rest
like the tired baby bird nearby his bed;
Now I don't know what to do,
 I pray again asking the Lord to bring the mommy back,
 so that she can take him back to the fold ,
or show him how to find a food.
Then, I went inside the house
I hid myself behind the window pane,
watching what would happen after praying.
After awhile, mommy bird flew nearby,
and look for food; after she found one,
 she flow to the branch; then, leap to the fence ,
she look around for precaution,
then he proceed and move inch by inch,
 till she's beside to fed her starving baby bird Robin.
Then, she was trying to tell the baby,
to follow her go down to the ground;
so she flow back and forth several times
with her birdie talk, 'till her baby finally, listen to his mommy.
They took off 'till they are out from my sight;
They are gone,
But the memories
Of them leave a footprint in my mind.

What a wonderful moment watching Gods answered prayer!
If Gods eyes is on the little sparrow,
 He will surely watches me and you.
Every nature around us, are Gods visual aid
 for us to show His great love;
We are the apple of His eyes,
we are more valuable than little sparrows
and more beautiful than lilies in the meadows.
He knows what lies beyond our tomorrows;
He cares for our happiness and joy...
he like to see us smilin...rather than hearing
us complaining and doubting of what He can do....
 All we need to do: ask, seek and Believe..,
When our day is rough , look up!
Sing don't shrink!
Listen when the little birds sings praises to the King.
Chose to love rather than hate,
chose to be happy rather than sad,
chose to accept the circumstances rather than complain,
 praise Him in good time as well as in bad time.
Tell Him what bothers you,
what make you sad and glad,
 tell Him every little things, and watch what He would do.
What He hath done for me, He will do it for you.
Remember to take care Gods little sparrow. :)
Your little act of kindness it will help you in your sorrows.:)
God bless you in every goodness. you do.
 God said; "In as much as you give to the least of my children,
surely you cared for me".

Thank you for reading:)

Author Ging Alburo D.
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Submitted by ging_a on August 21, 2014

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Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 3,397
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Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 63, 29, 1, 2

Ging Alburo D.

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