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The Minnesota BIRDS, are Talking Squawking  and  Scolding ME

The Minnesota
BIRDS
Are Talking
Squawking and Scolding
ME

And THEY
All, are
NOW
Joyously
Whistling,
Humming
And Jumping
Branch to Branch
With
GLEE
And Singing
Loud and Clearly to
ME
DON'T WORRY SO MUCH
And
Enjoy this very MOMENT
And be
HAPPY

The BIRDS
They ALL
Are Letting me
KNOW

This very Moment to have
FAITH
And to keep
HOPE
And
PRAY
With all of your
HEART
With
Surrender and
LOVING
TRUST
To
LET GOD
And
LET
GO

Even the
SUN, is Shining now
This Minnesota Morning
So
Wonderfully
SO

The BIRDS
Are just Enjoying the
Warmth, and the Calm
Beauty
As they know that the EXTREME
HARSH WEATHERS
Will Change
And soon the
Turbulent  Tornadoingly Violent dangerous WINDS
Will
Twirl, funnel Whirl
And
BLOW

But the BIRDS
Of every
FEATHER
They LEARN
NOT TO DWELL
On the
BAD
WEATHER
With
WORRY WORRY WORRY

But to be
BIRD WISE
MINDFUL
CHIRPING
TWEETING
HAPPY
CHEEFUL
And
BIRD WORRY
  FREE


By John D JUNGERS
02---JULY---2018


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The Minnesota BIRDS, are Talking Squawking and Scolding ME