The Skylark (Alouette) Poem by Connie Marcum Wong

The Skylark (Alouette)



Watch the birds in flight
As they soar from sight
Over verdant canopies;
With their nests below
Tiny feathers grow
On their fledglings in the trees.

Hungry mouths to feed
With the gathered seed
Found upon the dewy sod
Which the skylark brings.
Afterward she sings
Her sweet gift of song to God.

Sunday, October 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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