Bird song fills the air
as they whistle and chirp without any care
yet if I go outside and dare
to look for them there

They vanish in the leaves
or fly away on the breeze.
Their song fills my heart with joy
as with various notes and trills they toy.

What do they say
as they brighten my day?
Are they having a chat
or gossip about my strange hat?

Know they sing from the heart
and it makes a fine start
to fill the air with such sound.
How could one ever feel down?

Wonderful creatures that fly in the wind.
Their wings they do spread
fine feathers they may shed
as they and their song soar to freedom!

How could we cage them,
or not try to feed ’em?
So please stop and listen
to see if you can glisten

What their sheer joy is about.
As their tunes are all different
feel them lighten your life.
Without them we’d be in strife!

ccc 28.7.05



  1. I always listen to my birds. I also talk and whistle to them, especially after I refill the feeders to let them know – While they do seem to step away, I would like to think not as much when they do recognize me 🙂

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      • Doing well except for terrible cough that has me sore under the ribs! Not serioius. Been busy with family affairs, Christmas and all. The last left for home yesterday morning so I’m doing more routine things now. Thanks, Kate. I find you are a very caring person. It shows so much in your contacts. Blessing on you, dear one. Have a great year.

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  2. your thoughts are very uplifting Kate, thinking what the birds are saying, I wonder too, and maybe they have some wisdom in their chatter for me. I like this very much.

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  3. Beautiful, lovely, important poem, Kate!
    I am so grateful for birds and the joy they bring to me! I saw a cardinal the other day sitting high in a winter-dressed tree! 🙂
    May we care for the world so birds can thrive this new year!
    2019 HUGS!!! 🙂

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  4. I do listen to birds very early in the morning, even before sunrise. Because it is the perfect time when my big city is almost asleep, so feathery creatures chipper as much as they want to 🙂

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