Saturday, December 4, 2010

Another Hannah Millikin Poem

Song of the Birds

They bounce and they hop and they chirp;
Spreading their wings with glee,
they fly from tree to tree;
The crisp, cool drops of rain
splash on their gleaming feathers;
They sing a joyful melody
and a song of praise;
Beckoning to their young,
the mothers teach them to laugh, to play and to rejoice;
Yet as the pitter-patter of the rain fades away,
these little ones are still found glowing with merriment.
Splashing in the fresh, new puddles,
they sing the song of the birds –
a testament and a praise to their glorious Maker.

-- Hannah Millikin
Grade 9


Alice C. Linsley said...

A lovely image of birds on earth mirroring angels in heaven! The earthly chorus and the heavenly chorus. Makes me yearn for the restoration of Paradise, that HIS will may be done on earth as in heaven.

Anonymous said...

I hope y'all enjoy it!!

~Hannah Mulliken