At the beginning of each day every tree has a melody performed by the birds of the air.
In the morning air you can hear Jays call as we sense the coming of fall.
Mockingbirds initiate their deceit to attract a mate fly to his feet.
Spring and summer has reduce the number of warbles of seasonal Cardinals.
These wonderful melodies our Lord has provided for thee as a remedy for days of impressions that ease our depressions as we hear the celebration of our Lord's loving care performed by the songs of the birds of the air.
Terrance Tracy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a lovely poem with a lovelier note! Feel like visiting your 'acre of land' to listen to the melodies of 'the songs of the birds of the air' Best wishes for you, so that you may enjoy these beautiful melodies for many more years to come.