The cooing of the birds I shall soon hear again for another year.
They will be perched on a tree limb and cooing.
Singing from their hearts to the Lord is also something they will do.
I like to think of the moving doves.
They are flying in formation and so serene.
They have an agenda of being at a certain distance when the day is done.
During the dawn; the birds sing to their heart's content.
Offering praise to God for His protection and provisions.
We are blessed as a people to hear them sing.
Knowing as they do their hearts are into what they are doing.
There is no perfunctory attitudes present with the birds.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2016-1-18)