Though the Morning Birds Aren't Here Today Their Memory Lives On

Though the morning birds aren't here today their memory lives on for me to enjoy.
To remember the good times and mornings I got up and heard them singing.
It was a very special time for me to hear them freely singing.
Knowing it is the Lord that prompted them to sing their freedom song was a most special time for me.
The Lord of course was the First Person to have heard them singing.
I was allowed to be the audience of one.
There is nothing like hearing the birds singing from their hearts; in praise to their Creator.
It is a special gift that is freely given for the ones who have heard them sing.
Their memory lives on for me as I am able to remember what it sounded like.
Knowing they were right outside my window and freely singing their song made everything seem so perfect.
This is how it is too for the birds to be singing it makes the world a perfect place; in which to be.
There is freedom and wonder that is freely given to all who will accept it.
Bless the Lord for prompting the birds to sing.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)

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