Smoky Hoss

Gold Star - 11,867 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Appreciations - Poem by Smoky Hoss

The birds clean out the feeder
on a cold winter day;
squirrels and jays, all my furry and feathered friends
get their fill, once again.
Do they appreciate the daily free meal?
Offered with grace, and no need to steal.
I do not know... nor care;
for tis I who appreciate them, and what they share,
all their beauty and song, that freely they bring to me,
on these gray days when the sun refuses to shine,
and the earth hides it's smile behind cold cloudy lines.

Who truly appreciates the wonderous works of God?
other than small children
animals and birds,
trees and grasses
and some old poets broken down words;
perhaps just a few reflective adults
who embrace natures peace and joy
found in simple sticks and stones;
those superlative souls who do their best to see,
not with eyes alone.

Against all odds
birds do sing, and
hearts do see,
beauty and grace
truly are forever,
and free.

Comments about Appreciations by Smoky Hoss

  • Valerie Dohren (2/23/2013 12:56:00 PM)

    Such a beautiful poem, a great tribute to nature and all her wonders. Well done Smoky. (Report) Reply

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  • Heather Wilson (2/20/2013 2:31:00 AM)

    A really enjoyable read, birds bring so much pleasure, yet many forget to feed and supply water on frozen mornings, thank you Smoky (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 17, 2013

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